Look! Is that some one
coming out?”
The front door of the flats stood open, and through it a woman, slim and veiled,
passed on to the pavement and turned with swift footsteps in the opposite
direction. There are some papers I have to look through to-night—important
papers. “Cheveney wouldn’t have anything to say about it, as it happens,” he remarked,
a little grimly. "If this is the case, where is she?"
"In Bedlam," replied the thief-taker, with a Satanic grin. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've
got one of 'em!"
"Come along," cried Jack. He left that arid rule
clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy. So, here he was, on the last lap of
middle age, in China, having missed all the thrills in life except one—the war
against Death. For two
years he thought himself secure; and, secretly engaged in the Jacobite schemes
of the time, in which, also, Sir Cecil was deeply involved, he began to relax in
his watchfulness over Aliva. A woman
indeed this to love and be loved, beautiful, graceful, gay.
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