” He paused with a sense of ineptitude. . ’” “Is ‘Alcide’ still in Paris?” Ennison asked. Framed in one of the square ports of the packet was a face which reminded Ah Cum of a Japanese theatrical mask. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. "Nor any one else, I suspect," answered Ireton, winking significantly.
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