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"I don't know. F. But he would die if he continued in this course. Had it come already?
Chapter XXVII
JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN
“Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered. ”
There was a long silence. “I might have
muddled for a time. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit
of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,—
tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he
had left unbroken in the chapel. ”
Courtlaw was pale and dishevelled. “A move of any
sort would certainly be fatal. "Let him alone," said Trenchard authoritatively, "I have another question to
propose.
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