She dropped beside the chair, sat cross-legged, and laughed at the futile jade-coloured wall. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Nobody will ever know what the fleas thought. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. CHAPTER VIII.
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