"I must have dropped it when I took out my note-book. "You're not out yet, you young hound," rejoined Quilt, striving ineffectually to burst open the door. No! That was impossible. The kissing of the book struck her as particularly odd, and then the policemen gave their evidence in staccato jerks and stereotyped phrases. But there is need for the proof that I am me, and that is what I look for. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. At second hand it would be unendurable. " "Oh, dear!" simpered Edgeworth Bess, endeavouring to hide her confusion by looking steadfastly at her plate.
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