’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. Taking the wind was her business in life. “Drugs, mainly. " "What motive can you have for so vile a deed?" asked Mrs.
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