The Bradys and the Girl Smuggler - or, Working for the Custom House by Francis Worcester Doughty
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"Don't do that. She is innocent. Why drag her into my trouble?"
"She was with you when the diamonds were smuggled." "True. But she didn't know anything about it. She didn't have anything to do with the work. I alone am the guilty party." "That don't make any difference to us. If you don't make a clean breast of the matter, I'll pull her in. That settles it!" The Canadian pondered a few moments. Then he said with a sigh: "Well, I may as well tell you La Croix has got them. You'd find it out anyway, the way you are following up this case." "Of course I will. And what's more, we know he's got them. But what I want to know most of all, is, where is La Croix?" "At the Astor House." "Under what name?" "His wife's maiden name: Savoy." "Does Clara know it?" "Certainly." |
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