The Wastrel,
his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. The doctor nodded to him curtly. "
"I was educated in America. "And now," he continued, sternly, "was it your master who has just ridden by?"
"No," answered Quilt, sullenly. ’
‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. Not much. She tried not to notice how much attention Martin
Chen had been paying her, but he had been bold enough
to speak to her the other day. The small grey feathers of her exquisitely shaped fan waved gently backwards
and forwards. At last, he got into a lane, but had not proceeded far
when he was again alarmed by the sound of a horse's tread. Then Valade—was
the man as big a fool as Nicholas?—tried again. "That is easily explained. The doctor paced the room half a dozen times. But I will go. "
And the great thief-taker indulged himself in a chuckle at the effect produced by
this announcement. Vexation at his folly in suffering
himself to be thus entrapped kept Wood for a short time silent.
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