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The girl’s eyes never left his face. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. “It was just an hour before teatime,” she remarked. " "Death and fiends!" exclaimed Jack; "the old thief is there. I’ve had it, Sheila. “Mean as an old mule, too. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. He blurted, “I was just telling Lucy that I have finished an important work. "Thames would let himself in; and Jack generally finds an entrance through the backdoor or the shop-window, when he has been out at untimely hours. ’ Saling coughed.
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