" The thief-taker's residence was a large dismal-looking, habitation, separated from the street by a flagged court-yard, and defended from general approach by an iron railing. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. They say it hasn't been opened for eight years—but I won't be eight years in getting out of it. “What did it matter?” she cried. Gosse cursed him finely, of course, but there was nothing he could do. If I had known that you were here you should not have been kept waiting for a second. She was going to him soon and certainly, going to his strong, embracing arms. But at the beginning of the affray, when he thought every one was too much occupied with his own concerns to remark his absence, he slipped out of the room, not for the purpose of avoiding the engagement (for cowardice was not one of his failings), but because he had another object in view. "You think our sex has no feeling, I suppose, Sir," cried Mrs. ‘Now be sensible, Melusine, and let me help you. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. “Confound sex from first to last!” said Ann Veronica. Then Courtlaw looked across at her with a white puzzled face.
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