Wood, whose loss I shall ever deplore. Give me your staff. I shouldn't talk like that. But if I escape, my gratitude—" "Pshaw!" interrupted Jonathan, scornfully. “Look at me. He was a philosopher. " "Sir," said the chief turnkey, indignantly. “You’re splendid. Maggot. Then a light seemed to break in upon him. The detective rapidly sketched the appearance of the room in his notebook, and picked up the pistol from under the table.
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