" "It is life. "Jack!" exclaimed Thames. " "You're agitating yourself unnecessarily, Joan," returned Wood, in a soothing voice. . The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. " Trenchard, meanwhile, whose gaze was fixed upon the boy, became livid as death, but he moved not a muscle. No, don’t let me call myself that. " "What proof have you that I am?"—was the return bolt. A black-garbed figure crept forward, noiselessly, towards Gosse’s back. I followed you home on the train.
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