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He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. The watch was again consulted. His expression altered. But some little distance behind him, someone had come out from the shadow of the building and, seeing the Frenchman reappear, darted back again as quickly. Then, quite insensibly, her queenliness had declined. ‘It is all too probable that she would wish to change into lay clothing to escape recognition. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. " "Of course—of course," returned Wood, hastily; "anything's better than that. “Damn”. “Oh yes,” said Miss Klegg; “I thought every one knew. What sort of a standard of life yours may be I do not know, yet in your heart you know very well that every word you have spoken to me has been a veiled insult, every time you have come into my presence has been an outrage.
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