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He returned to attend the funeral. By this time, several of the terrified domestics appeared with lights. The lad had just barely jangled it, when hurrying footsteps could be heard inside. The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. “The Chens must already be here. . ‘Major Gerald Alderley, mademoiselle, quite at your service. ’ ‘Merci. Practically. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft cloud through a golden sky. Gave me a purse, and told me to take both of ’em up to Harwich and put them on a packet for Holland. Yet her hands dropped, and she sighed deeply. ’ Alderley laughed.
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