"In the
mean time, with your permission, I'll just make a few minutes of our
conversation. ’
There was a silence. I am having them to my own soirée on
Monday. I will give you all
some tea, and then I must leave you for a few minutes. But tell me," he
added with much anxiety, "has nothing been heard of Thames since the night of
my former escape?"
"Nothing whatever," answered Winifred. Manning relinquished his cup, and looked meaningly at Ann Veronica. The weather
harmonized with their feelings. Stanley,
putting his hands on the table in the manner rather of a barrister than a solicitor,
and regarding her balefully through his glasses with quite undisguised animosity,
asked, “And may I presume to inquire, then, what you mean to do?—how do
you propose to live?”
“I shall live,” sobbed Ann Veronica. . ’
‘Secret passage, is it?’ The sergeant seemed to brighten at this. She clenched her hands together and
leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. Take my word for it, your troubles are over. .
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