CHAPTER XXVI. " "Thank God for that!" cried Wood, heartily. ‘All so long ago and my memory ain’t what it was. You are to come home. "You are no longer Thames Darrell," she said, casting her eyes rapidly over it; "but the Marquis de Chatillon. “I went to Anna’s rooms because I felt that I must see her. ” She laughed softly to herself. This intelligence, which she instantly communicated to the carpenter, drove him almost frantic. And I want him out of uniform.
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