’ There was a chuckle in his voice. "Thames, I entreat—" "Your wishes are my laws, beloved, girl," replied Kneebone, bowing profoundly. ‘No sense in snooping about down here,’ Gerald whispered. I'll keep it for your sake. There was a tearing sound as the canvas gave way, and the precious portrait ripped apart as the top of the Frenchman’s head came through it. 1 through 1.
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