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. ‘We may have to,’ Gerald answered thoughtfully, staring at the window to one side. Ray Plote was most certainly feeling restless, what if he had left the house for the evening? She needed to eat. " "Proceed, Sir," said Trenchard, breathing hard.
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