Spurling was no longer allowed to visit him; he was again loaded with irons; fastened by an enormous horse-padlock to a staple in the floor; and only allowed to take repose in a chair. ‘Would you like me to enquire for your mystery lady, Gerald? I know the Comte and Comtesse de St Erme quite well. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. She began to draw on her gloves thoughtfully. “You silly fool,” he said.
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