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Kneebone's house, the young man hastened to a hotel in the neighbourhood of Covent Garden, where, having procured a horse, he shaped his course towards the west end of the town. One of the shutters was a trifle damaged, letting in added light. “Has he accused any one yet?” “Not yet,” he answered. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. ” He paced the room for a minute or two restlessly. " "Her ladyship will pass through it?" "Of course; there's no other way. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the gravel. If there were any pearls, none came into the light.
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