” It was certain that he was not there. “Julian, please, let’s go to your place. ‘You would read my mind?’ Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. Courtlaw—Lady Mackinnor. Then came the cable that you were in Canton, ill, but not dangerously so. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. But leave me here in my home, child, I will disintegrate if I am exposed. "I took you for one who wouldn't hesitate to avail himself of any advantage chance might throw in his way," returned the thief-taker, coldly. Not only that, but he carried himself erect— the slight slouch which had bent his shoulders had altogether disappeared.
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