‘Dreadfully untidy, is it not? Can’t abide bare rooms. I don't know; I really don't know," she found herself repeating. "I cannot remain here long. The key's in the lock, on the inner side. I don't care how lonesome it is. While he was swinging in mid air, Thames regarded his uncle with a stern look, and cried in a menacing voice, "We shall meet again. On a sudden, a change came over her countenance, which, up to this moment, had worn a smiling and satisfied expression.
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