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His face darkened. And I have no more the pistol. ’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. Gerald stood quite still for a moment or two, listening intently. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance.
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