He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. I pity her from the bottom of my heart. "I eat for both. . “Excuse me a moment. So you are Prudence Remenham.
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