The odd creak was not to be avoided in an old house such as this. It is the old story of a Westerner meddling with an Eastern custom. She slipped it calmly into her pocket. I rarely set foot in London these days. His most eager inquiries and most lavish bribes could gain no further information than that she had left for England, and that her address was—London. Expiation. But this wild scheme was speedily abandoned; and, nerved by despair, the carpenter resolved to hazard an attempt, from the execution, almost from the contemplation, of which he had hitherto shrunk. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold. Towards night, however, he ventured out, and walked on towards London.
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