“Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. . Ann Veronica sat firelit by her tea-tray with, quite unconsciously, the air of an expert hostess. But where in the world was the girl? A door led to another chamber beyond. Jack, meanwhile, with Blueskin's assistance, had set the table once more upon its legs, and placing writing materials, which he took from a shelf, upon it, made Shotbolt, who was still gagged, but whose arms were for the moment unbound, sit down before them. There she sought and at last found 107A, one of those heterogeneous piles of offices which occupy the eastern side of the lane.
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