And a broken picture that was torn when I hit him with it. "Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. A small handgun bobbed at the end of it, aimed at Sheila. "Ah! Quilt Arnold, my man, is it you? By the powers! I'm glad to see you.
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