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He seemed to avoid meeting Anna’s eyes as much as possible. Small blame to her. "Yale!" Spurlock's gaze shifted to the dead hills beyond the window; when it returned to the Chinaman there was astonishment instead of interest: as if Ah Cum had been a phantom a moment since and was now actually a human being. At the corner of Liquorpond Street stood the old Hampstead coach-office; and, on the night in question, a knot of hostlers, waggoners, drivers, and stable-boys was collected in the yard. . ’ ‘And who, may I ask, is Dorothée?’ asked Gerald. He had offered to escort the young lady to England where she might seek refuge with her relations there, and proposed that the maid Yolande might serve Miss Charvill. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. ‘The gatehouse? But why must you move him at all?’ ‘Listen, missie.
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