A man, then, rushed up the entry, and, seizing the unlucky carpenter by the collar, presented a drawn sword to his throat. CHAPTER XVIII The doctor reached for the key and studied it sombrely. They must have a key. " "She is a matchless creature!" exclaimed the young man. Fast. ’ Speeding down the two flights of stairs, Gerald mentally thanked God that it was the practice of himself and Roding—in case of emergency, of which this was a prime example—to stable their horses at the posting inns all the way to London. ‘If he had, he’d have found the sword, see. Project Gutenberg is a registered trademark, and may not be used if you charge for the eBooks, unless you receive specific permission. ‘Oh, peste. My people don’t know what to do.
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