“Why not?” “Because you are mine. I'm an old hand at such things. She spoke readily enough, but there was a new timidity in her manner. There was no one at home, and I was coming away when I saw that the door was open. When she awoke from a pleasant dream an hour later, she was shocked to find herself restrained in a bed that was not hers and not the inn’s. ‘Looks like it. But I liked the things you said here. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me. He is the kind of man who would much prefer a little dust in his eyes. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably.
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