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C. At length, she suddenly started to her feet; and before Winifred could prevent her, staggered up to Thames. She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. “I don’t know. It’s gone. There was a trader—a man who bought copra and pearls. Certainly as soon as I have found my right place at Remenham House, I must find out everything. CHAPTER I. “Please go and see that—nothing happens,” she pleaded. ‘Hilary, you must stop referring to mademoiselle as “she”.
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