Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. ‘And if he is dead I know not. A pretty piece. But don't thank me; thank Miss Enschede. “I’d chuck this lark right off if I were you, Vee,” he said. ” “We will go to a very quiet place,” he assured her, “a place where I have often taken my own sisters. Never! Perhaps some day, quite soon, she might regret that breakfast-room. At this place of refuge, situated in the heart of Wapping, near the river-side, he arrived in less than an hour, in a complete state of exhaustion.
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