“You and Anna,” she said, “seem to have stumbled upon a mare’s nest. Every moment. ’ ‘Aye, sir,’ Kimble said at once, and took up his stance at the bottom of the stairs as Gerald dragged Melusine up them. Ever hear of the djinn in the bottle? Like enough. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously.
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