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A glance down the passage—to see that
Roding was not lurking?—and her face came back to Gerald, triumph in her
eyes. The young
lady—if she had come in here at all—had vanished. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the
night. ‘And just who is Leonardo?’
‘How in God’s name should I know?’ demanded Roding irascibly. “What do you think of that?” he asked. “Miss Pellissier,” he said, “these gentlemen are your friends, and therefore they
are my friends. "Arundel Stairs," replied Wood, "the nearest point to Wych Street. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd,
whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. So far she had the
utmost difficulty in getting on to that vitally important matter. . "Halloa!" exclaimed Austin, who had caught a glimpse of her departing figure,
"one of the women is gone!"
"No—no," hastily interposed Mrs. Wood," cried David, pouring out a glass of the spirit, and
offering it to the carpenter, "that'll warm the cockles of your heart.
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