” He was strangely silent. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again. Slipshod; follow me. A simple wooden monument was placed over the grave, but without any name or date. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Alderley in shock. ” “They were my posters,” Annabel said. Now for it, Thames! Make as great a row as you can to divert his attention.
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