” Chapter XXV THE STEEL EDGE OF THE TRUTH The manservant, with his plain black clothes and black tie, had entered the room with a deferential little gesture. " "God help me, what a muddle!" The cigar crumbled in Spurlock's hand. . Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. ‘You have every right to be angry with me. He folded the garments carefully and replaced them on the chair. \" She said.
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