"One whom you may perhaps have forgotten," replied the stranger, "but who can never forget the kindness he experienced at your hands, or at those of your excellent husband. "Do you hear me?" cried the lady, with increasing vehemence. The fanatic has no such word in his vocabulary. He was a good foster dad that had never so much as leered at her, not even once. I doubt if you will receive anything for your trouble. They heard his footsteps descending the stone staircase, growing fainter and fainter. 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.
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