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The flight. The light!—the light!" Astounded at his cries, Thames sprang towards him. ” “Perhaps,” he said, “you had better let me have your key, and I will go up and explore. Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. The two lovers sat together, and their sole discourse turned upon Jack and his ill-fated mother. " The hint was not lost upon Wood. ” “I will see that he gets it immediately on his return,” the lady promised. It was a letter. "Then take her back," said the manager. “Where should we go?” Knowing that they would be dogged wherever they went, she volunteered, “Let’s go to the Big Apple. When he comes he will do that raid of the pantechnicons the justice it deserves; he will picture the orderly evening scene about the Imperial Legislature in convincing detail, the coming and going of cabs and motor-cabs and broughams through the chill, damp evening into New Palace Yard, the reinforced but untroubled and unsuspecting police about the entries of those great buildings whose square and panelled Victorian Gothic streams up from the glare of the lamps into the murkiness of the night; Big Ben shining overhead, an unassailable beacon, and the incidental traffic of Westminster, cabs, carts, and glowing omnibuses going to and from the bridge.
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