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Chapter 18 WHAT THE PACKET CONTAINED
Chapter 18 WHAT THE PACKET CONTAINED"But," said Jane, "I can't understand it yet. How did you, a British officer, happen to be living with old Otto Hoff? How did you ever get him to trust you with his terrible secrets?" Captain Seymour chortled gleefully. Now that he was arrayed in proper British clothes, once more comfortable in the uniform of his regiment and had his monocle in place and was with Jane again, everything looked radiantly different. Even his speech no longer retained its international quality but now was tinctured with London mannerisms. "Oh, I say," he replied, "that was a ripping joke on the bally Dutchmen." Jane eyed him uncertainly. He seemed almost like a stranger to her in this unfamiliar guise, though for hours she had been eagerly looking forward to hi
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