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The period of repression was over. His glasses were gone. Lucy slipped upstairs silently. White assented. I’ve thought that out, and you must make up your mind to it. Aided by an individual, who was acquainted with a secret outlet from the tenement, Darrell escaped. ‘Still, the comtesse has them well in hand. And how could I come home—when he locks me in rooms and all that?” “I do wish this wasn’t going on,” said Miss Stanley, after a pause. He walked unsteadily towards the door.
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