"I'll place it to your account, Sir Rowland," answered the thief-taker, smiling significantly. “I want a vote for myself,” she said. But whither The Tigress was bound or who the owner was lay beyond the reach of Ah Cum's deductions. The young rascal had learnt from some of the women-servants that Lady Trafford was from home, and was in the very act of making off when I got down stairs. He swung it open and then used his body to pin her against her seat. Had to give up the work and take to this.
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