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"H'm! This is all building on sand," said Jen, doubtfully. "Even to drug him, these men must have entered by the window." "Maurice!" muttered Isabella, looking piteously at him. "Precisely. As you know the body was stolen before the post-mortem examination could be made. Why was this? Does not your own reason find an answer to that question?".
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