They stood for a moment in the passage and listened. Here we go, thought Gerald. “Promise me that you’ll never tell another living soul, John. "Thames, this is no forgery. " And he led the way to an inner room, in the middle of which stood a table, covered with a large white cloth. He returned, blue towel in hand. ‘How did you know that Mary was his daughter?’ Gerald hesitated. Manning. "You're wanted. In a moment his grasp grew weaker.
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