The ragged edge. “Were you thinking of private apartments, a boarding-house or an hotel?” she asked. Courtlaw opened his lips, but remained silent in the face of her imperative gesture. Sir Rowland, who had continued absorbed in thought, with his eyes fixed upon the sloop, as she made her way slowly down the river, disembarked more leisurely. . “Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments.
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