She descended down the stairs of the house, sidestepping the refuse from bingedrinking teenagers that was strewn everywhere. "But don't wait for me, Sir Cecil. "And there you're right, you may dipind, marm," observed Terence. " With this, he drew the spike from his pocket; and, drowning the sound of the operation by whistling, singing, shuffling, and other noises, contrived, in a few minutes, to liberate his companion from the handcuffs. The lady had disappeared. He might solve the riddle. And now let's go back to the Shovels, and finish our brandewyn and bier, Muntmeester. "Your detective has been remiss in his duty; let him suffer for it.
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