Chapter IX BRENDON’S LUCK Anna sat in a chair in her room and sighed. “There’s no one here except me. ’ ‘Between the devil and the deep blue sea, he were,’ agreed Pottiswick’s daughter. Now I shall never hear it but what this evening will come pouring back over me. He was the Napoleon of knavery, and established an uncontrolled empire over all the practitioners of crime. “I do not suppose he will be home till late. "I've often heard of a secret door in this room, though I never saw it. . . Sheppard. THAMES DARRELL. “Good luck! Good luck!” She waved from the window until the bend hid him. She kept pausing in her work and regarding it, and when Capes came round to her, she first put her hand in her lap and then rather awkwardly in front of him.
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