They negotiated several steps, and then the stair turned a corner. " "A jewel-case!" exclaimed Jonathan. “I regret that you should ever have proposed it,” he went on. He paced faster, stomping around. “Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Jack, whose clothes were covered with dust, and whose face was deathly pale from his recent exertion, looked more like a phantom than a living person.
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