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” Chapter XXVI ANNABEL IS WARNED “You!” David Courtlaw crossed the floor of the dingy little sitting-room with outstretched hands. “Your friend, “DAVID COURTLAW. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. He never seemed to take full advantage while they were in his mammoth automobile. Pale, flesh-colored light filtered in through the corners of the house. The Jew swallowed it at a draught. “So, how’d it go?” Lucy sighed. I want to leave Paris to-day—this very day. Still he had a decent look, and decidedly the air of one well-to-do in the world.
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