"Yes, yes," replied Edgeworth Bess. " And, once more enveloping himself in darkness, he pursued his course. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. ” He ruminated for a minute. She became more assertive, more defiant. “You—appear to know my name, sir,” Sir John said. The road which wound by Westbourne Green, gave him a full view of the hill of Hampstead with its church, its crest of houses, and its villas peeping from out the trees. Her softly intertwined fingers became rigid. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag.
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