Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding
her be of good cheer, hurried off. You have neither reason nor logic. Wood became sensible that he was not
alone. Does it?”
“I think it does. ”
“Out with it, then,” he cried, almost roughly. The galleries adjoining it were
crowded with spectators,—so was the roof of a large tavern, then the only house
standing at the end of the Edgeware Road,—so were the trees,—the walls of
Hyde Park,—a neighbouring barn, a shed,—in short, every available position. We have met
before. Stanley pointed to the letter with a pipe he had drawn from his jacket
pocket. It must be somewhere hereabouts. For a long time he stared at the empty doorway. You haven’t had it on your mind all this time?”
“I have rather.
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