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“Don’t worry, Julian. There's a feather in your cap! No house-breaker was ever so highly honoured before. And, if I'd my own way, I'd drown 'em all like a litter o' puppies. Catch him, she begged silently. I'm no great judge of these articles, Ma'am; but I trust to your honour not to palm off paste upon me. Slowly she released the hammer on the pistol, uncocking it, and Gerald became conscious that he had been holding his breath. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared. At the door through which she had entered the room stood the so-called Monsieur Valade. ‘Mademoiselle.
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