" "Then I'll lend a helping hand. And would you mind hurrying a little. " "You may spare me your compassion, friend," observed Thames; "I am falsely detained. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. We meant to make it dinner and a theatre, but you were not home. “Come right in,” he hissed under his breath, with the true conspirator’s note, closed the door very softly and pointed, “Through there!” By the meagre light of a gas lamp she perceived a cobbled yard with four large furniture vans standing with horses and lamps alight.
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