" "Zounds!" exclaimed Wood; "it's my old master-key. Gerald noted the lady’s eyes brighten as she caught sight of him making his way through the throng towards her. Her bonnet dropped off and was trampled into the gutter. My name is Ferringhall—Sir John Ferringhall. Mrs. The flicker of an eyelash might betray his presence.
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