“They are coming past our table. Away in London even now Capes was packing and preparing; Capes, the magic man whose touch turned one to trembling fire. "If this is the case, where is she?" "In Bedlam," replied the thief-taker, with a Satanic grin. He did not so much cut into this conversation as loom over it, for he was a tall, if rather studiously stooping, man. ‘Dolt! Muttonheaded oaf! Why the deuce couldn’t he have sent you home?’ Valade cut in at that.
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