Presently the odour of burnt powder mingled agreeably with that of the incense. Solomon Smith received something very like a rebuff. He came down the shop looking for her quite obviously, and took up a position on the other side against a mirror in which he was able to regard her steadfastly. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare. On his way he made a slight divergence from the direct route and paused for a moment outside the flat where Anna was now living. Hastening to the spot where he had tied his horse to a tree, he vaulted into the saddle, and rode off across the fields,—for he was fearful of encountering the hostile party,—till he reached the Edgeware Road.
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