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In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. Kneebone began to dispense the fragrant fluid; begging Mrs. ‘Come,’ she called. Immediately Spurlock began to chant one of these. " "Indeed!" said Shotbolt. ’ ‘And now we know also who is the prétendant, Mademoiselle Charvill. And, lastly, to the Seven Cities o' Refuge, in the New Mint. ” She spoke like a mistress addressing school-children. Slowly, he drew back his head and looked into her face. ‘Gabbling and muttering in a foreign tongue, that’s what I heard, sir,’ had declared the gap-toothed ancient, when he told them of the initial foray he had made, sneaking around the house in the dark. Then she was turning, ignoring the muttered cursing and the rattling that immediately ensued at the door.

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