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“How crude you are, Anna!” she exclaimed with a little sigh. "I've said it," rejoined Jonathan, peremptorily. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared. Only a book detective could dope this out. Melusine turned and turned, unable to imagine just where the secret door could be. “When they tap the roof,” she said, in a voice of authority, “you are to come out. " "Then, most probably, it was the widow Sheppard," answered Blueskin, sulkily. " "Mr. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. “You’re so cute. All the fury had left her, swamped by an inexplicable flood of warmth. ‘Aye, miss, like a shadow. ” So they talked on whilst supper was served, falling easily into the spirit of the place, and yet both of them conscious of some new thing underlying the gaiety of their tongues and manner. "The chief of the detective agency informed me that it would be best not to let Mr.
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