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Page 49
... coat with a monkey collar over his arm . ' Could I possibly ask you to hang it up in your cupboard ? ' he asked hurriedly . ' Just for a few days . It's my sister's . ' I was taken aback but I took the coat and hung it up . It was a ...
... coat with a monkey collar over his arm . ' Could I possibly ask you to hang it up in your cupboard ? ' he asked hurriedly . ' Just for a few days . It's my sister's . ' I was taken aback but I took the coat and hung it up . It was a ...
Page 50
... coats . There was skunk with a beaver collar , a woman's astrakhan coat , two old - fashioned black spring coats and an astrakhan jacket . Underneath the layers of fur I found a low stool , upholstered in damask , with curly gilt legs ...
... coats . There was skunk with a beaver collar , a woman's astrakhan coat , two old - fashioned black spring coats and an astrakhan jacket . Underneath the layers of fur I found a low stool , upholstered in damask , with curly gilt legs ...
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... coat over his shoulders and strolled out casually , twirling his cane . I only half - believed this story until Reginin showed me the photos of himself and the tigers . ' I was just a kid then , ' he said , making a face . ' I was ...
... coat over his shoulders and strolled out casually , twirling his cane . I only half - believed this story until Reginin showed me the photos of himself and the tigers . ' I was just a kid then , ' he said , making a face . ' I was ...
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