” She fumbled with her keys and opened the front door. “No,” she answered. "Lost no time on the road—eh!—I didn't expect you till to-morrow at the earliest. Wood in their favour. The Widgett method of thought puzzled her weakly rhetorical mind. He recognized the handwriting, and turned a shade paler. He pressed the long shapely hand warmly in his. Having disposed of his steed and swallowed a glass of brandy, without taking any other refreshment, he threw himself on a couch, where he sank at once into a heavy slumber.
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