And God had let him do it! He was—and now he perfectly understood that he was—treading the queerest labyrinth a man had ever entered. Stanley pronounced, and seemed to hesitate whether he had not gone too far. It was the beginning of June. . ’ ‘I was called in, ma’am, to catch a French spy—at least, that is what Pottiswick thought. Her fingers opened and the weapon fell from her nerveless grasp. It was a simple wish. Gentlemen, I am proud to say that I originated—that I directed those measures.
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