“Miserable bounder,” he murmured. ’ ‘What? But—’ ‘Precisely, Hilary. And, with a glance of malignant exultation, he quitted the vault, and locked the door. Clearing the recess the instant after his companion, he flew to the door of the inner room, and, locking it, took out the key. “Oh, dammit!” he remarked, “dammit!” with great bitterness as he faced it. “I had a dream in the night,” she said. “I’m damned if I’ll believe it,” he muttered to himself savagely. Of course there are, millions of them. We shall have—hardly any money.
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