There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. " "Mine is Howard Spurlock. ’ ‘That’s odd. . "And, now,—to Newgate.
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