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The spy—if there was one hiding out in the late Jarvis Remenham’s empty house—would be taken unawares. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. "I have not many days,—perhaps, not many hours to live. Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard— where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary stoppage took place. And think things out. You don’t have to have a lot of money to have your own style. “So you found Rhea, I see. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another.
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