Aside from some loose coin and a trunk key, there was nothing in the pockets: no mail, no letter of credit, not even a tailor's label. ” His shoulders relaxed. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. A bumper round, gentlemen. Wiped out, but for these. ‘I’ll send one of my men to see you here this very evening.
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