’ ‘Couldn’t help but do so, ma’am,’ said Mrs Ibstock. She went to the table under the end window at which she had been accustomed to work, and found it swept and garnished with full bottles of re-agents. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. "What motive have you for concealment?" he demanded. As the secret door opened, the sounds within the house came at once to her ears: the tramping of feet above, and the hoarse voices echoing through the mansion.
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