"You needn't go far to do that," returned Quilt; "there he stands. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue. It was like the grin of a fiend, and made my flesh creep on my bones. One of the sampans was hailed, and a ropeladder was lowered. So, at least, thought one of two persons who were seated together in a small back-parlour of the house at Dollis Hill. I wouldn’t recommend doing anything.
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