And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. Running his hand carefully over it in search of the lock, he perceived to his dismay that it was fastened on the other side. “What were you doing?” Her voice was a little hysterical. \"Today's Friday, isn't it?\" Lucy remembered. . . ’ *** Gerald Alderley stepped out of a house he had been visiting in Hamilton Place and the door closed behind him.
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