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. Voices floated down, but there was no sound of pursuit. ‘I’ll get the key,’ said Roding, turning abruptly. ‘We don’t know who she is. " "At all events, let me send her away, my dear," supplicated the carpenter, anxious to avert the impending storm. Ireton," cried Jack, in accents of the most urgent entreaty, "before you take me hence, I implore you—if you would further the ends of justice—search this house. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. He helped himself to a beer, then a vodka and tonic, then two rum and Cokes. It was a simple wish. But you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor— James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once.
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