They had their little dreams about her. He reached the top floor and ran down the corridor to the little dressing room at the end where he had lost her before. ’ With difficulty, Gerald bit back a laugh. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. “In two days,” she reflected, “Mrs. "Utterly," reiterated Jack, gloomily,—"as regards all I hold dear. ’ At this, the fellow Valade burst into unwise speech. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. In another minute, the tramp of horses' feet told that the perpetrators of the outrage had effected their escape. The solemn strokes were immediately answered by a multitude of chimes, sounding across the Thames, amongst which the deep note of Saint Paul's was plainly distinguishable. Hetty, looking out of the window—she always smoked her after-breakfast cigarette at the window for the benefit of the less advanced section of Morningside Park society—and trying not to raise objections, saw Miss Stanley going down toward the shops.
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