Our ideal had fallen. I saw it this morning in the Daily Journal—an advertisement, offering a reward—" "A reward!" echoed Jack. Darkness closed in on them as the officers stepped inside the musty interior. John eased off. She refrained. Wood brought up. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair.
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