‘How disappointing,’ mourned Gerald. And there was no intimation whatever that the blinds would
ever go up or the windows or doors be opened, or the chandeliers, that seemed to
promise such a blaze of fire, unveiled and furnished and lit. It'll be
your turn to save mine next. . White would not approve of callers. The Law was around the corner and down the
narrow hall, puffing a Virginia Slims Menthol in frantic
sips, teetering uncomfortably out of an emergency exit
door. She came in while he was still in the throes, conviction battling with commonsense, his own apprehension. "
"Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily. "
"And I trust you will never have occasion to weep again, my poor soul," replied
Wood, setting down his lantern, and brushing a few drops from his eyes, "unless
it be tears of joy. The man muttered something inaudible, and gathered up the reins. —"Stay! something occurs to me. He was a London man of business, spending a small legacy in Paris.
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