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‘Let go!’ ‘Do you take me for a fool?’ Gerald demanded. ‘Your mystery lady, I mean. ‘Come, I told you I wish to know everything about you. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. ” The detective thrust his notebook into his pocket. “A most wonderful likeness, too. To his relief, she nodded. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. ‘I’ve never found a woman who did not drive me into a frenzy of boredom. ‘On the contrary,’ Gerald argued, frowning. You guys don’t fool around, that was one big Thanksgiving dinner. Solomon Smith seemed to be Mr. gutenberg. It was as if the Devil himself had raped and defiled her mother.
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