A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. “I don’t have time for this. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. ” “NEVER!” Her heart sank at the change in his expression. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. " "I'm convinced of it," replied Shotbolt; "and it was on that very account I came here. As he crossed this chamber, his foot struck against something on the floor, which nearly threw him down, and stooping to examine the object, he found it was a key. Probably something he had eaten.
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