"I'll place it to your account, Sir Rowland," answered the thief-taker, smiling significantly. She stared out of the paned glass window, watching the trees being blown bare by the gale force. Hollo rumbled in his throat. Shrinking involuntarily back into the farthest corner of the seat, Jack buried his face in his hands. . . I'm glad to recognise you.
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