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“You!” said Ann Veronica. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. No, no! Not now!" Ruth turned abruptly and walked toward the bungalow, mounted the veranda steps, and vanished within. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. " "You have extradition papers?" "What sort of a detective do you think I am?" countered O'Higgins. Anna never knew whither it had led her— sometimes she had fears. Chapter VII MISS PELLISSIER’S SUSPICIONS “Anna!” Anna kissed her sister and nodded to her aunt. " "I never heard of anybody who could," declared McClintock. \"Stop smiling, you're scaring me. Their faces were masks of abject horror, sunken and shriveled, their cheekbones protruding. . You come to visit a completely different gentleman at his home. " "Then the sooner I'm off the better," cried Wood; "what's to pay, David?" "Don't affront me, Owen, by asking such a question," returned the landlord; "hadn't you better stop and finish the bottle?" "Not a drop more," replied Wood. 276 He opened the box.
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