The room behind was another small antechamber, presumably linking the back rooms. ” “By God!” said Manning, making the most of the word, “I suppose it’s fate. “Dear me!” he said. It was now getting dusk, and he could only imperfectly distinguish the features and figure of the stranger. She could hardly speak to me; she insisted relentlessly upon a separation. Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt.
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