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A traffic of copious barges slumbered over the face of the river-barges either altogether stagnant or dreaming along in the wake of fussy tugs; and above circled, urbanely voracious, the London seagulls. ” The cab rumbled off. But this might be merely a figurative mode of describing his customary vigilance. Lucy felt the hairs on her neck rise. Now, as she stared at the image of her own face, she recalled something Major Alderley had said. A familiar figure was making his way towards them. Dieu du ciel, but where was Gerald? On the move again, she found herself standing before one of the mirrors, gazing into her own countenance without seeing it. Determined, however, to conquer the feeling as soon as possible, Wood had given orders to have the evening meal served there; but, notwithstanding all his good resolutions upon his first entrance, he had much ado to maintain his self-command. " "In what way, Sir?" demanded Trenchard, in astonishment.
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