’ ‘He let them go?’ asked Miss Froxfield incredulously. ” “No! Well, I just suggested it. Does this not disturb you?” 278 “Of course it disturbs me. ” He was slightly tipsy. It was bleeding again. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. At least that, I think, is what makes a clever woman’s independent career so much more difficult than a clever man’s. No tricks would serve. Wood's reply, if he intended any, was cut short by a loud knocking at the door. The latter seemed inclined to advance and address the former; but suddenly changing his mind, he shouted to his companion in tones familiar to the stranger's ear; and, striking spurs into his steed, dashed off at full speed along the Edgeware Road.
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