" "It wasn't the fumes of whisky that toppled him out of his chair. It was the end, she told herself, fiercely. " "Oh Heavens!" cried Jack, driven to his wits' end. She missed them already. ‘Ah, well, we’ll check the back and then go home. Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business. “Very much as usual,” said Ramage.
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