Why, then, did he touch it? As he climbed heavily into his chair, she was able to note the little beads of sweat under the cracked nether lip. But we were both pledged to secrecy, and I couldn’t reveal my part for fear that I would lose my place. By various twistings and turnings, during all which time his pursuers, who were greatly increased in numbers, kept him in view, he reached Gray's-Inn-lane. It was still too dark for reading, but she could see well enough to note the number of the last page—fifty-six. He was no match for Brendon.
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