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‘Very well, Kimble. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. He glanced at the ruins of his High Priestess. " "No," cried the lady, "this room—I recollect—it has a back window. At this moment, his quick ears detected the sound of footsteps on the stairs. As he entered the shop, a tall portly personage advanced to meet him, whom he at once recognised as the present proprietor. From this singular collection Trenchard turned to regard its possessor, who was standing at a little distance from him, still engaged in earnest discourse with his attendant, and, as he contemplated his ruthless countenance, on which duplicity and malignity had set their strongest seals, he could not help calling to mind all he had heard of Jonathan's perfidiousness to his employers, and deeply regretting that he had placed himself in the power of so unscrupulous a miscreant. You know all this stuff is insured. It would be downright cruel to disillusion her. Like the Valades, I imagine.
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