Before Wood had time to inquire into the cause of this sound, his attention was
diverted by a man, who rushed past the entry with the swiftness of desperation. “Wild
horses—not if they have all the mounted police in London—shan’t keep me
out. “I believe,” he said stiffly, “that these are the apartments of Miss Pellissier. ”
“Believe me that I have answered you wisely,” she said, in a gentler tone,
“wisely for you too, as well as myself. She was
dressed in a simple evening gown of soft creamy silk, with a yoke of dark old
embroidery that enhanced the gentle gravity of her style, and her black hair
flowed off her open forehead to pass under the control of a simple ribbon of
silver.
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