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He regretted— more deeply than he could say—the occurrence of this evening. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. The pistol was his own, it is true, but it was one which was taken from him when he forced his way in upon me before. “Miss Pellissier is nothing to me except a young lady for whom I have the most profound and respectful admiration. Peste, she had forgot the sword. You informed Sir Rowland that Thames Darrell was returned?" "Exactly so," replied Quilt, "and he instantly decided upon returning to London with me. “Oh, please. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. Wood, disdainfully.
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