Mr. ” “Upon my word,” he declared, “you are right. The subterranean level of the Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury known to mankind. When she tried to speak she found it difficult. It was a brief solitude, however. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene. Besides these there was a warm gooseberry-tart, and a cold pigeon pie—the latter capacious enough, even allowing for its due complement of steak, to contain the whole produce of a dovecot; a couple of lobsters and the best part of a salmon swimming in a sea of vinegar, and shaded by a forest of fennel. ” Obediently, Lucy placed the stone upon the mausoleum. And she buried herself beneath the straw, which she tossed above her head with the wildest gestures. Wood now re-appeared with a very red face; and, followed by Winifred, took her seat at the table.
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