Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. “I had lunch very late to-day, and I did not get home in time for dinner. It’s not like we’re getting married. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel. He had no ideas about daughters. Wood. The coach was slowing down, and he realised that they had arrived in Golden Square.
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