Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. " "You won't complain of the delay when I tell you what I've done," answered Jack. " At the sound of his voice every vestige of colour fled from Winifred's cheeks, and the work upon which she was engaged fell from her hand. A delicate flush of colour streamed into her cheeks. " McClintock preferred to put it thus. It was so easy to forget the imminent threats of being discovered during times of peace. I deemed it more prudent to send him to the Dark House than to bring him here, in case of any search after him by his adoptive father—the carpenter Wood. Re-issued with new cover October 2013. “I do not know you,” she said coldly. The picture of Mary Remenham was still on the wall.
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