Why do you not go away?’ ‘Yes, do go away,’ begged Gerald. Grace-church Street was entirely deserted, except by a few stragglers, whose curiosity got the better of their fears; or who, like the carpenter, were compelled to proceed along it. He looked at his port wine as though that tawny ruby contained the solution of the matter. "Strange!" observed the Master; "I thought he'd been at my elbow all this time. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue myself.
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