Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. At sight of his wan features, she forgot the urgency of her need for a moment, and fell to her knees at his bedside, placing her hands on his slack ones where they lay on the soiled coverlet. "Mr. \"Where have you been, young lady?\" Mike crooned, a large grin on his fat Irish face. "The intelligence seems new to you. ’ ‘What?’ gasped Gerald, shocked. Nor can we.
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