A moment afterwards, the street was illumined by a blaze of torchlight, and a tumultuous uproar, mixed with the clashing of weapons, and the braying of horns, announced the arrival of the first detachment of Minters. As he looked around, he beheld an incessant stream of passengers hurrying on below. His breath grew shallower as he approached the room, conscious of the loudness of his hallway-reverberated footfalls. “I think everything’s right,” said Ann Veronica, with the roaming eye of a capable but not devoted house-mistress. "I assure you, Sir, when I left him an hour ago, it was locked. He returned, blue towel in hand. “Not much.
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