“Awfully good of you, Teddy. ’
‘Yes, but I do not wish to have a mystery. I'm about to ring for supper. Wood in the deepest mourning. Wood's favourite
sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the
carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before. ”
He shrugged his shoulders. Having secured this implement, he burst from his
conductor, and, leaping into the hatch, as clowns generally spring into the clockfaces, when in pursuit of harlequin in the pantomime,—that is, back foremost,—
broke into a fit of loud and derisive laughter, kicking his heels merrily all the
time against the boards. His mind was filled
briefly with psychic images of a charnel house that
danced like a spider in his head.
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