"I cannot sign it," returned Trenchard. "Hurrah! come along, Thames; we're free. ‘Never trust a gun in female hands,’ grumbled Hilary, dropping the nun’s habit and backing to join his friend. Strange gurgle-like noises emanated from the crypt. He was in misery; he was paying for last night's debauch. You are going to accept a post as chorus girl, or super, or something of that sort.
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