" "There's but one way of clearing it, your worship," said the Master, archly. I thought that you were he. Wished to see you. Gravely he placed them in his aunt's hand. Parbleu, but what grandfathers I have!’ It was stalemate, Gerald thought, irrepressible amusement leaping into his chest. “I am lonely. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. And there," he added, placing in his hands a heavy bag of money, and a pocketbook, "is a sum little short of fifteen thousand pounds. " When the doctor entered the bedroom and looked into the faces of the culprits, he laughed brokenly.
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