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"Murdered!" ejaculated Winifred. ”
Capes suddenly abandoned his attitude of meditative restraint. The settlement was on the middle west coast. They turned off at Glen Grove, a sleepy town of less
than two hundred. He loaded
the launch with a thousand pounds—all she could carry—and started home
immediately after sundown; but even then he lost from a hundred to a hundred
and fifty pounds before he had the stuff cached in McClintock's bamboo-covered
sawdust pit. Yes; she had heard the music the night before. “I won’t go home,” she said; “I won’t!” and she evaded the clutch of the
fatherly policeman and tried to thrust herself past him in the direction of that big
portal. Taking advantage of his embarrassed
position, Jonathan and his assistant rushed upon him, and disarmed him. Chapter VI
A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION
The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly
through his gold eye-glasses. ‘But you have told them that I have been disguised,
no? That I have broken into Remenham House, and—’
‘No, no, child, don’t be alarmed,’ said her great-aunt, her tone soothing.
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