I wish she wouldn’t look like that at us over her glasses. Everything. “I remember hearing something about it. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. Husbands and wives, young lovers, and mothers with strollers thronged in the streets, all savoring the fine cool weather. Sorry to be so nosy. But—It’s just this: who was to be hurt?” “I wish no one had to be hurt,” said Ann Veronica. Manning in fancy costume, as though he was a doll. When he awoke, it was late in the day; but though he heard voices outside, and now and then caught a glimpse of a face peeping at him through the iron grating over the door, no one entered the prison, or held any communication with him. “Don’t be an ass, Ferringhall,” he said tersely. The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit, embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand. You might have spared yourself many useless journeys and disappointments, and us a good deal of anxiety. Only a book detective could dope this out. He looked down and met them.
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