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"You had better let me convey her to Dollis Hill," he said. " "Very well, sir. "Miss Enschede, you're seven kinds of a brick!" "A brick?" He chuckled. ” He slipped off the horse. "Please tell me whenever I am at fault. ‘Alors, now I am also a murderer. The blue jowl, the fat-lidded eyes—now merry, now alert, now tungsten hard—the bullet head, the pudgy fingers and the square-toed shoes were all in conformation with the doctor's olden mental picture.
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