‘Merely making a useful contact. "Confusion! the rascal must have picked my pocket of your letters," whispered Kneebone, "What's to be done?" "What's to be done! Why, I'm undone! How imprudent in you not to burn them. 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. Immediately she had spoken of the loose button he knew that henceforth he must show no concern over the disposition of that coat. She mounted the stairs of the theatrical agent’s office with very much less than her usual buoyancy, nor did she find much encouragement in the general appearance of the room into which she was shown. " "A key!" exclaimed Wood eagerly. Nevertheless, she could not prevent a rising excitement as the dawn of the new life drew near to her—a thrilling of the nerves, a secret and delicious exaltation above the common circumstances of existence. Her eyes were lit with smouldering passion. The lips of the mask twisted upward into a smile. ToC Jack was scarcely concealed when the door opened, and the two persons of whom he had caught a glimpse below entered the room.
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