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All that I regret are the wasted years, and I am not sure that I regret them. She veiled her emotion by taking off his overcoat. She flung herself back into the bare little room, cold, empty, comfortless. Your history, your actions, nay, your very thoughts are better known to me than to your spiritual adviser. I’ve had the rarest luck and fallen on my feet. "Perhaps," replied Wood, doubtfully. "I'm a peace-officer," he added, "about to arrest a notorious criminal.
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