“Great dears!” said Capes, as the vehicle passed out of sight. “To Paris! But why? What do you hope to discover there?” “I do not know,” he answered, “but I am going to see David Courtlaw. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily as the punka-boy bestirred himself. I almost died from this flu.
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