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235 – The Big Four

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He Is Dead, Poor Child

A big burly man in uniform was ushered in. He said he had reason to believe you've got one of my birds here. Escaped last night, he did. Not got away again, as he asked the keeper, with some concern. He is dead right enough, poor child. Tramp you have been befriending, eh? Something of the kind said Porot evasively.

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