‘In the bookroom, sir,’ answered the man, his eyes round as they took in the furious beauty at the visitor’s side. Then he turned on his heel and walked off. This salute of his—actually the first she could remember—while it did not disturb her, began to lead her thoughts into new channels of speculation. And, what's more, I tell you, if Captain Sheppard is hanged, you need never hope to call me Mrs. Wood had retired to his own room, where he had just summoned Thames.
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