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. I sent a message straight. There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. Promise me one thing before I leave you. ‘Oh, dearie me, you make me feel a traitor.
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