Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. There was just a minute’s hesitation before they gave her a room. ’ Gerald stood back, and watched her cross the room to the closed French doors. She decided to go out into the London afternoon again and get something to eat in an Aerated Bread shop or some such place, and perhaps find a cheap room for herself. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. “It is so difficult,” she murmured, “so impossible to explain. Figg?" said Jack, peevishly. ‘Typical. But they were too late. Where can I have heard it!" "Devil knows," rejoined Blueskin.
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