And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. "Not dangerously, I hope," returned Thames; "but fly—save yourself. “Does he live here?” he asked her presently. And I guessed you would attack if I startled you.
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