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Gerald moved to the long sofa, dusted it with elaborate care with one of its
cushions, and with a gesture invited her to sit down. Wild," edged in Quilt. "
"What for?" demanded the turnkey. Perhaps I've been mad all
these years; I don't know. Perhaps she did love research for its
own sake, she was certainly gifted enough. Or mad, just as the
captain had said so many times. Capes sat down in the armchair beside her. "Altogether unsuccessful, Sir," said the chief turnkey, with a look of
disappointment, not unmixed with apprehension, as he approached Wild. You have thought it worth while to take some
considerable pains to resolve for yourself my sister’s identity. There was only one prisoner in the
ward.
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