” She leaned against the back wall of the place, sinking slowly. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. "Quilt Arnold, is that you?" "It is, Sir," sputtered the janizary. ” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. “May I be allowed to say,” he declared, “that I came here with the same intention. ’ It was thus in stony silence that the pair traversed the short distance to Stratton Street, where Roding knocked on the major’s door and entered a pleasant woodpanelled hall, with his prisoner firmly in tow.
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