Leastways, not on your own. A snarl contorted his features, and he marched up to it, laying his pistol down on the marquetry table so that his hands were free to grab the picture off the wall. ‘Good, good—and not before time,’ muttered Roding, glancing round again. I can’t. "Hear! hear!" vociferated Quilt. Promise me one thing before I leave you.
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