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"It means murder, Jaggard!" replied Jen in a hollow voice which he hardly recognized as his own. "Mr. Maurice went to Deanminster before dinner, and now--" the major pointed again to the remains. "Ain't it too late, sir?" "We'll like it, all right enough, if you have a hand in it," Patricia assured him heartily..
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