”
She was in the bedroom by eleven. Then she shrugged. D'ye hear how the wanes creaks on old Winchester
House? We shall have a touch on it ourselves presently. ’
‘We!’ said Hilary witheringly, and went off as Gerald laughed and turned back
to the lady. CHAPTER I. "It won't do, widow," said he, drawing near her, while she shrank from his
approach, "so you may spare your breath. "It is droll," he said. Traci moved out to L. "
"That is your fault, none of mine. \"Do you want a snack?\"
\"No thanks. But perhaps I had better get a room in an hotel to-night
and look round. There were neither texts nor
rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel
engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. But she veiled her feelings. “What the devil are you doing star-gazing
here?”
Ennison looked at him in surprise.
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