Chapter VI A QUESTION OF IDENTIFICATION The little man with the closely-cropped beard and hair looked at her keenly through his gold eye-glasses. She stole a few glances at John as she stood and played the pieces. Then Manning flopped back in his chair and dropped his chin like a man shot. She went to her bedroom, but she did not go to bed. "Allow him that small grace," cried Wood. ‘I’m on your side. "I began to fear, from his having quitted the old place, that some misfortune must have befallen him.
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