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’ ‘Emile Gosse,’ Melusine said flatly, in the same language. Am I going to die?” “I am afraid that you are in a dangerous state,” Courtlaw answered gravely. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. All that confidence, born of irony, disappeared; and fear laid hold of him.
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