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" "That is to say, you wish you had let me die?" "That was the thought. "Where are you going?" cried Thames, who, though wholly disencumbered, was scarcely able to keep up with him. Say I’m out, away, anything!” “I am sorry, sir,” the man answered, “but she had sent away her hansom before I answered the bell. I am sorry that I do not know any one in London. And don’t talk until we’re well out of earshot. He rambled in an unfortunate monotone, the result of his innate fear of public speaking. ” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. The robbers proceeded singly, and kept on the grass skirting the road, so that no noise was made by their horses' feet. "Is my house to be made a receptacle for all your natural children, Sir? Answer me that. ” “I said I was all right. ” She assented, smiling.
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