She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes,
each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. Martha had been more to her than that. Wood's ear, whispered, "secret agents from France—you understand—friends to
the cause—hem!"
"I see,—persons of rank!"
Mr. "
"Where did he get it?" inquired Wood, in surprise. The streets were full of colour. She threw hat and coat on the bed and sat down before the fire. She read voraciously, and presently, because of her aunt’s censorship, she
took to smuggling any books she thought might be prohibited instead of bringing
them home openly, and she went to the theatre whenever she could produce an
acceptable friend to accompany her. Living,
he knew that he would never send that letter. Arrived at the extremity of the building,
he found that it overlooked the flat-roof of a house which, as far as he could
judge in the darkness, lay at a depth of about twenty feet below. I’ll have to wait here, of course, which means you, Hilary—’
‘Will have to do tomorrow’s patrol. ToC
Leaving them to pursue their conference, we shall follow the footsteps of
Jonathan, who, as the Master surmised, and, as we have intimated, had
unquestionably entered the house.
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