” His voice conveyed studied moderation. Part 8 “Why should I ever come back?” she said to herself, as she went down the staircase. Moving swiftly to the end of the corridor, he pushed open a door at random and entered a large room, which looked to have been a saloon, judging from the faded gilt and crimson wall-paper, a mirror above the fireplace which was surrounded by an ornate gilded frame, now sadly tarnished, and a worn Chippendale sofa with striped upholstery and tasselled cushions. No wonder that Trenchard, as he gazed at this fearful being, should have some misgivings cross him. He used to call it his fire-escape—ha! ha! I've often used the ladder for my own convenience, but I never expected to turn it to such good account. ’ ‘In any event,’ Gerald told her, with a grin, ‘I can’t marry this one. Wood, glancing angrily at her husband. Only I just want him.
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