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"Any squirming skunk can talk like that.

He was so busy with the drawers that the first thing he heard was a shout, Great Heavens.

He looks up and there was the door open (Cloete had left the key in the lock) and Captain Harry holding on, well above him, very fierce in the light of the burning papers.

His eyes were starting out of his head.

Thieving, he thunders at him.