Wood wound it up by a description of the drenching he had undergone at the Mint pump, the other could hold out no longer, but, leaning back in his chair, gave free scope to his merriment. The detective backed out slowly and closed the door without sound. " Thames was about to reply, but a glance from Wood checked him. ‘But lay him down. She could not stir hand or foot. "You've got him?" demanded Ireton. I wish”— she found she had embarked on a bad sentence—“I wish we needn’t have quarrelled.
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