He embraced her, kissing her cheek, then her neck. She lunged without warning again, and Gosse, just catching her blade on his own, was obliged to retreat backwards up the little stair. There is Lady Arlingford’s reception to-night, ten till twelve, and the Hatton House ball, marked with a cross, sir, important. The stranger turned his head at the sound. At once there came an answering knock.
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