Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue. The latter seemed inclined to advance and address the former; but suddenly changing his mind, he shouted to his companion in tones familiar to the stranger's ear; and, striking spurs into his steed, dashed off at full speed along the Edgeware Road. You don't know what you have got; I do. Further on, there were impressions of bloody footsteps along the floor. The lamp was not yet lit, and in the dim light he bent forward as though trying to look into her averted face. His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth.
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