" "But they are everything to me," cried Jack, stooping to pick them up. That turned her mind to the more generalized aspects of her perplexities again. She did not wait, but grabbed up the lantern and slid into the passage, calling to them to hurry. Mr. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. At this time of day the priest would be at his apartments in Brewer Street, a short walk away from Golden Square which the building overlooked. ’ Gerald raised his brows. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window.
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