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He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. "Mother—dear mother! Once again, I beseech you to listen to me. Sometimes I think you would have been much better off if you had been born in death-worshipping Egypt instead of in the Fourteenth Century. She wanted to think. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. I wouldn't touch the stuff for all the pearls in India. You’re trespassing again, and I’ve come to arrest you,’ Gerald said promptly. Somewhere you may stumble upon a clew to his identity.
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