Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. Not only that, but he is here in London. The land about these walls is a common graveyard. You see me here, an admitted failure in the object to which I have devoted two years of my life. Someone bounded up the stairs, which groaned from the strain, unmistakably Mike. “It is part of the irony of life,” he said. "How, Sir?" "Except by adoption.
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