Return, I implore of you, to your master,—to Mr. ’ ‘Was it?’ Her lips twitched. ‘But how do you come here?’ ‘Down on a routine patrol, unluckily for you,’ he answered grimly. Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. “You can say what you have to say before Mr. Creeping along quickly on his hands and knees, he found the entrance to a covered drain, into which he crept.
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