" "I dare say no such thing," interposed his better half, authoritatively; "remain where you are, Sir. I tell you I’m Meysey Hill, the railway man. It was a night well-fitted to their enterprise, calm, still, and profoundly dark. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. She was guided into the dock and prompted by a helpful police inspector. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. "Arundel Stairs," replied Wood, "the nearest point to Wych Street. Finger to his lips, Gerald pointed in the direction of the noise. Montague Hill.
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