He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon. A neat tale, giving little away. ‘This from a man who calls himself my friend. The curtain tinkled as her head brushed it, but he neither saw nor heard. A stout wooden shutter, opening inwardly, being removed, disclosed a grating of iron bars. "Quilt Arnold, is that you?" "It is, Sir," sputtered the janizary. And, setting down the link, he proceeded deliberately to untie his cravat. The cloth nearly touches the floor.
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