I HAD to. ’ The lady’s face came round, a puzzled frown on her brow. Her mouth was once more covered as they left the second floor guest saloon and headed for the back stairs. Ramage, regarding it and putting a well-booted foot up on the bottom rail. Her elbows were ready. He was in front of one of the more imposing of the cafés chantants—opposite, illuminated with a whole row of lights, was the wonderful poster which had helped to make ‘Alcide’ famous. But the Remenhams in the days of Charles the First, with the need for an escape route from Cromwell’s increasingly victorious forces, had cut a trapdoor through its floor into the cellars below, and thence hewn the long rough passageway that led underground right outside the boundary of the estate.
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