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“If I was the world I think I should have put down a crimson carpet, and asked you to say what you wanted, and generally walk over me. ’ Hilary Roding groaned, but obediently followed Gerald as he began to make his way through the trees towards the back to a vantage point from where they might examine the rear of Remenham House. " The patient was asleep. ’ *** It must have been fate, Gerald decided, near an hour later, staring intently at the closed French windows on the raised alcove that led out to the terrace. He laughed lightly. Recognising the handwriting, he glanced swiftly at the signature, and uttering an explosive curse, cast the paper from him. ” She smiled faintly. ’ ‘What?’ squeaked Kimble. "Good night. ’ ‘A dagger, is it then?’ The girl froze. "Who is it, Bess?" "How should I know?" replied Edgeworth Bess. The ripple of the water against the boat, as its keel cleaves through the stream—the darkling current hurrying by—the indistinctly-seen craft, of all forms and all sizes, hovering around, and making their way in ghostlike silence, or warning each other of their approach by cries, that, heard from afar, have something doleful in their note—the solemn shadows cast by the bridges—the deeper gloom of the echoing arches—the lights glimmering from the banks—the red reflection thrown upon the waves by a fire kindled on some stationary barge—the tall and fantastic shapes of the houses, as discerned through the obscurity;—these, and other sights and sounds of the same character, give a sombre colour to the thoughts of one who may choose to indulge in meditation at such a time and in such a place.
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