" "A key!" exclaimed Wood eagerly. She dared not say the word aloud, not even to herself. . . From now on, you’re going to listen to me for a change. “I don’t think I shall. " "You are right," replied Darrell; "the weakness is past. “I may go to Hatton House later, but you needn’t wait. All four people moved a little nervously into the drawing-room, maintaining a sort of fluttered amiability of sound and movement. Later. With me behaving as if everything was infinitely matter-of-fact, what could he do? And just then Heaven sent old Manningtree—I didn’t tell you before of the fortunate intervention of Manningtree, did I? He was looking quite infernally distinguished, with a wide crimson ribbon across him—what IS a wide crimson ribbon? Some sort of knight, I suppose. “Sold again,” she remarked. Spurling, half aside. “You have put all your life in my hands,” he declared.
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