A young man —almost a boy, slight, dark, and with his brother’s deep grey eyes—came across the room to her. "I was," answered Sheppard. "Shotbolt! by—" cried Austin, as the captive was dragged forth. Open the window, Thames, and call for assistance. “You will have some tea?” she asked. Her eyes were lit with a gleam of humour. “You are coming in, aren’t you, Sydney?” “If I may,” he answered. I deserve pretty much what I’ve got.
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