My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. It was common name, so I was thrown off the scent. Oh, God!” Rhea sniffed the air through two gaping nostrils that had eroded through her onion skin flesh. From none of these could Jack ascertain what had become of Thames, or learn any particulars concerning the family at Dollis Hill, or of his mother. The doctor smoked his pipe thoughtfully.
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