"Help!—murder!—thieves!" screamed Mrs. "Ireton, as you captured him, the reward is yours. " "Ah, yes. ’ ‘And now we know also who is the prétendant, Mademoiselle Charvill. To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie. The young lady in the bureau said she would inquire, and Ann Veronica, while she affected to read the appeal on a hospital collecting-box upon the bureau counter, had a disagreeable sense of being surveyed from behind by a small, whiskered gentleman in a frock-coat, who came out of the inner office and into the hall among a number of equally observant green porters to look at her and her bags. They stopped talking, except to each other. The streets were deserted as they drove past familiar sites. “Never—but, by Jove, you had a narrow escape,” Ennison exclaimed.
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