"There won't be much left for you," he said. I am the richest man in England. ” Drummond shook his head in melancholy fashion. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. The night was clear and moonlit, dazzling with even light blue shadows that shone into manicured lawns and pristine gardens. Mr. “We banished his experiments to here in the basement from then on. Imagine any one on this side refusing fifty bucks! Well, I'll be toddling along.
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