” He scarcely saw her face again. "The chief of the detective agency informed me that it would be best not to let Mr. “I didn’t blow up the house. " There had never been, from that fatal hour eight months gone down to this, the inclination to confess. Through all this flutter of novelty there came and went a solicitous, preoccupied, almost depressed figure. His cigar burnt out between his fingers, and he threw it impatiently away. But that bridge was more remarkable than any the metropolis now possesses.
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