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" "That child may be the means of saving me," muttered the stranger, as if struck by a new idea: "I shall gain time by the expedient. . “I think,” she said, “that I will tell you everything. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. It had been brighter than the rest, for dawn light had come in through high unshuttered casements above the bookshelves. " "Who told you this is his portrait?" demanded Trenchard. She repeated this breathlessly. She could tell it was new territory for him and he might lose the nerve to take them off himself, without the aid of drink. ’ ‘You traitor, Gerald,’ laughed Lucilla, her yellow curls bouncing under a huge straw bonnet all over flowers. His attention drawn, the captain was easily able to make out the pretty features under the feathered hat, and the same dark riding habit the fugitive had worn on that first occasion at Remenham House. Once they were below, McClintock turned upon the doctor.
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