There was one letter. "Ja, ja, Muntmeester," said the Dutchman, removing the pipe from his mouth, and speaking in a deep and guttural voice, "leave the affair to Johannes. “I’ve plenty of pals,” he said, “who, when they’ve been doing Paris on the Q. The door was then locked, and he was left alone. Part 2 The next morning was as dark and foggy as if it was mid-November instead of early March.
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