As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. "You have behaved like a man of honour, Sir Rowland," said Wild, after he had twice told over the money. \"Word gets round. ‘But if there is one, how in the world did this mystery lady of yours know of it?’ ‘That, Lucy, is precisely the point that has been exercising my mind,’ Gerald said, turning his eyes once more to the group of French exiles in the alcove.
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