She tore open the envelope and read it. “Oh my God! You sounded like my Grandma just now! How did you do that?” He asked, shocked. Mrs Sindlesham’s wrinkled cheek had paled, and her eyes were fixed upon Gerald in a look that wrung his heart. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. Both, however, having safely landed, they cautiously crossed the room, and passed down the first flight of steps in silence. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared. ’ ‘Yes, a pretty theory, Lucy,’ Gerald said evenly, ‘but for one thing. It fits your style. Five minutes ago, his butler had entered the green saloon, an austere apartment, with dark forest-green wallpaper flocked with a swirling design, and heavy mahogany furniture. "Go on. I must break open the door. Thieves and pickpockets are his constant companions.
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