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The figure cowering over the furtive teapot glowered grimly at Barnes as he entered; and an old voice said-"Ho, it's you!"
"I have brought you the notes, ma'am," says Barnes, taking a packet of those documents from his pocket-book. "I could not come sooner, I have been engaged upon bank business until now."
"I dare say! You smell of smoke lik
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