The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. A door slammed. ’ ‘This, monsieur le major, is entirely your own affair,’ said the lady, haughty again. ” Ennison glanced at the other people in the box and smiled. His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. Turning off again on the left, down Seacoal Lane, they arrived at the mouth of a dark, narrow alley, into which they plunged; and, at the farther extremity found a small yard, overlooked by the blank walls of a large gloomy habitation.
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