" Sir Rowland's brow darkened. “I’m d——d if I understand this,” he said thoughtfully. The sergeant had not seen it for he understood nothing of what she told him. Yet you can look Cheveney in the face and declare that you do not know him. His literary instincts began to stir. Come in! Come in, do. Her cheeks were the colour of chalk, her eyes were filled with terror. He divided London into districts; appointed a gang to each district; and a leader to each gang, whom he held responsible to himself. And now her mind was so full of the thought that she was in love—in love!—that marvellous state! that I really believe she had some dim idea of talking to him about it.
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