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” “I am afraid,” she said, preceding him down the narrow stairs, “that I am going to be too busy to have much time for gadding about. I was afraid of being talked about. Fell to sin, did Martha. She saw its depraved eyes, but worse were the glittering teeth as it smiled. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. ” “There is no one else who has a key to your rooms?” “No one except my maid, who is away in Wiltshire. “Well——” She stopped short.
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