‘That is, if she’s gone that way. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. ‘It had better not be, by God,’ had barked Captain Hilary Roding. He had no wish to drag the footman out of his way, once he had got his questions answered. You have grown into my life, and I cannot tear you out. She held up the lamp.
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