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A faint buzz above the ceiling witnessed that petrography, too, was active. " "When will you want me?"—with pitiful eagerness. Let us pass, Sir. " "Your secret?" demanded Trenchard, impatiently. Come with me to the Condemned Hold directly, and, if I find my fears confirmed, I'll—" He was here interrupted by the sudden entrance of the black, who rushed precipitately into the room, letting fall the heavy bunch of keys in his fright. But they climbed more than he had intended because Ann Veronica proved rather a good climber, steadyheaded and plucky, rather daring, but quite willing to be cautious at his command. He turned irresolutely to the table upon which lay the scattered leaves of his old manuscripts. “Just like old times,” she thought sardonically. At the period of this history, the main streets of the metropolis were but imperfectly lighted, while the less-frequented avenues were left in total obscurity; but, even at the present time, the maze of courts and alleys into which Wild now plunged, would have perplexed any one, not familiar with their intricacies, to thread them on a dark night. “I don’t know how to prove myself to you, John. The sunshine was brilliant, the air mild. And he liked her. "It won't do to betray the officer," he muttered.
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