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He waited. That was how she projected it, and in general terms it seemed plausible and possible. Gradually McClintock shifted the burden to Spurlock's shoulders and retired among his books and music rolls. “Lighten up. \" He commented heartily, wiping the sweat from his brow with his hand. Besides, it is all reversed now, you know. They vanished through the doorway. ’ Her face fell. Could she understand what she was talking about? Luckily it was a second-class carriage and the ordinary fellowtravellers were not there. Wood's house at Dollis Hill on Tuesday'—that's two days ago,—'hasn't been heard of since.
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