The vestry door opened to the mews behind, and not to Golden Square. Lord knew why he had any interest in an impertinent girl who would certainly have spit him with that dagger! He reached into his pocket and brought it out, examining it in the increasing light as he slowly made his way back up the terrace. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. F. All was darkness, horror, confusion, ruin. Restraining with an effort his intense curiosity, he talked of general subjects only, trying his best to entertain her.
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