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She was standing before a window, against
the background of the rain-burdened April sky. He had been back for two weeks during
some pleasant weather in July. “Go on!”
“You know—in Paris they coupled my name with some one’s—an
Englishman’s. But, in spite of her attractions, we shall address ourselves to the younger, and
more interesting couple. The account of the discovery of Sir Rowland's murder filled Winifred with
alarm; but when she learnt what had befallen Thames—how he had been
stricken down by the thief-taker's bludgeon, and left for dead, she uttered a
piercing scream, fainted, and would have fallen, if Jack had not caught her in his
arms. “I know you very well by
sight, Sir John. Had it come already?
Chapter XXVII
JOHN FERRINGHAM, GENTLEMAN
“Confess, my dear husband,” Annabel said lightly, “that you are bewildered.
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