” Again on his way homeward from Cavendish Square he abandoned the direct route to pass by the door of Anna’s flat. O'Higgins mounted the stairs, his step extraordinarily light for one so heavy. Accepting his glass from the butler, Gerald glanced at Mrs Sindlesham and saw a dimple peep out. "Is your master at home?" inquired the jailer. "My horse is at the door, saddled, with pistols in the holsters,—mount him and fly. like rabies. She flew up the covered stairs and knocked upon his door. Put out your hand and bid me God-speed.
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