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It was high afternoon, there was no great throng of footpassengers, and many an eye from omnibus and pavement rested gratefully on her fresh, trim presence as she passed young and erect, with the light of determination shining through the quiet self-possession of her face. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. And while her son was reconveyed to prison the body of the unfortunate Mrs. Compared with her father and Mr. No doubt she was wondering what he had done in Charvill’s house and what he intended now. ‘But you do not understand, mon ami. “Don’t they look like a pair of young lovers sleeping off a tryst?” He observed.

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