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"At a place we call the Dark House at Queenhithe," answered Jonathan, "a sort of under-ground tavern or night-cellar, close to the river-side, and frequented by the crew of the Dutch skipper, to whose care he's to be committed. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. ‘And since the entire company and Pottiswick himself were unable to find hide nor hair of the infernal French female—’ ‘English, Hilary,’ Gerald reminded him. It is quite light yet, and I want to have one more look at that angry red sun. Before ever I knew you. If you want advice, your aunt is the person. Well, whenever you say, I promise to do away with the mystery. I saw him yesterday, and he told me he shouldn't stir from home for a week to come. ” Ann Veronica opened her lips quickly and did not speak.
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