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She opened her suitcase—new and smelling strongly of leather—and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook. Full as she was of him, it felt good to shower her kill out of her hair. "He who stands on the verge of the grave, as I do, should never be unprepared. "Something fresh on hand, I suppose?" "I'm come to inquire after Jack Sheppard," returned Jonathan. I found it on the beach, just sitting there nestled inside a piece of driftwood. We’ll be somewhere on the floor above. “I was able to borrow the money. He ushered them with an amiable flat hand into a minute apartment with a little gas-stove, a silk crimson-covered sofa, and a bright little table, gay with napery and hot-house flowers. . “Take off your tunic. Why do you look so sad?” She opened her eyes wider and stifled her emotions.
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