"I beg your pardon!… A bit rocky this morning…. ’ *** In the cosy little parlour that Pottiswick rarely used, Melusine paced restlessly to and fro. Then he stepped briskly to his feet and bent over the wounded man. Kneebone and his friends would be glad of a little refreshment. Never. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole, and listened intently.
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