The detective reckoned that his quarry would be up in ten days more. “It is hateful—diabolical!” he exclaimed. “Really, Vee, you seem to have advertised our relations pretty generally!” “They—they knew, of course. If you do not help me to read the riddle of yourself, Annabel, I think that very soon I shall be a candidate for the asylum. " "I wish I could, Joan," returned the carpenter, sadly.
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