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. After rifling the room of everything portable, including some of Mrs. The curtain before one mystery was torn aside, and she saw in reality what lay behind the impulse that had led her into the young man's room. You are my Sir Galahad, so faithful and true that it is a wonder you exist. With all your cunning, we're more than a match for you.
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