She breathed
deeply. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed
open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a
saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the
fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished,
and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. I want to know who sent you those. ’
‘Oh,’ Gerald uttered, disappointed. He was safe, out of the beaten track, at last really comparable
to the needle in the haystack. I’m okay. "
"Hum!"
"Have you any reason to suppose he survived the accident?" inquired Thames
eagerly. The ruffian caught hold of her hair, and held her fast.
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