” He dabbed with his paper-weight again, and spoke in an entirely indifferent tone. “All right, Dunster,” he said. Wood's anxiety to please her distinguished guests speedily displayed itself in a very plentiful, if not very dainty repast. "Don't alarm yourself. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. Heard of your last escape. “Anna!” he exclaimed hoarsely. The chance had gone. He had saluted her with elaborate civility, his eyes distended with indecipherable meanings. She barely heard a word that Martin or Brown said, until Martin’s voice chimed. Or felt it. Listening at one of the doors leading to the Master Debtors' side, he heard a loud voice chanting a Bacchanalian melody, and the boisterous laughter that accompanied the song, convinced him that no suspicion was entertained in this quarter. Wood, with a message for Lady Trafford.
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