Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. "Nothing whatever," rejoined the thief-taker, coldly. Twice she smiled, but not unkindly. I loathe this room.
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