Wood and several serving-men, all well armed, rushed into the room. “Am I dull?” she said. The back of the house had been the Alps for climbing, and the shrubs in front of it a Terai. In vain did the woollendraper offer to set him free if he would restore the stolen article, or give up his associate, to whom it was supposed he might have handed it. Gerald watched her vanish into the darkness, unusually incensed. ‘Where is Gérard?’ ‘Out of town,’ Hilary said briefly.
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