It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. “You—appear to know my name, sir,” Sir John said. Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. “Drive to 13, Montague Street, cabman,” she ordered. ‘Oh, are there? You are not quite alone in these adventures of yours, I take it. ” He gave the note to the parlormaid the next morning in an inadvertent, casual manner just as he was leaving the house to catch his London train. " "Never mind," returned the stranger, dismounting; "you'll recollect me by and by, I've no doubt.
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