Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. ” Lucy stated. Immediately after it, he was off again, and that, let me tell you, was the last anyone saw of him. A hollow plunge, echoed and re-echoed by the walls, marked his descent into the water.
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