At this moment, a door was opened below; lights gleamed on the walls; and the figures of Rowland and Sir Cecil were distinguished at the foot of the stairs. ” The conversation hung. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. Not a star could be discerned, but, in their stead, streaks of lurid radiance, whence proceeding it was impossible to determine, shot ever and anon athwart the dusky vault, and added to the ominous and threatening appearance of the night. This chap's recovery all depends upon the care he receives. "Is this a season to speak on such a subject?" "Perhaps not," rejoined the woollen-draper; "but the uncontrollable violence of my passion must plead my excuse. The detective rapidly sketched the appearance of the room in his notebook, and picked up the pistol from under the table.
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