There was nothing left now of the selfassured, prosperous man of affairs. ’ ‘Woof!’ Sergeant Trodger’s eyes fairly popped out of his head, and he seized his prisoner’s arm again. With some difficulty, they managed to negotiate the passage with their burden and carry him out into the library. On the appearance of the thief-taker, Mrs. She was a small blonde, not handsome, but with a flair for fashion demonstrated by her elegant chemise gown in the very latest Canterbury muslin, with its low décolletage barely concealed under a fine lawn handkerchief set about her shoulders, and decorated with a mauve satin sash at the waist. Now she knew why the soldiers had not caught him. “Ugh!” she said.
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