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Something in her tone made him look up. And the woollen-draper departed. . There was question in Gerald’s gaze as it met hers, and apology in his voice. "Hold!" interposed Thames, "he can do no more mischief. What's it like, Joan?" "It's a small key, with curiously-fashioned wards. “May I hear?” “It really isn’t much to tell,” Drummond answered.
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