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“If I didn’t love you better than myself,” said Capes, “I wouldn’t fence like
this with you. Brendon and I are great chums,” he went on nervously. He disappeared
into its thick doors like a magician’s rabbit. "My name will only be remembered as that of a robber," he mused; "but it shall
be remembered as that of a bold one: and this night's achievement, if it does
nothing else, shall prevent me from being classed with the common herd of
depredators. “What year was
221
that, about 1350?” He asked in wonderment. In the flagged entrance hallway at the bottom, where extra light came in from
a window above the double doors, it was easy enough to distinguish a family
group, and a landscape which clearly included Remenham House in the distance. “I really do not believe,” he announced with satisfaction, “that any one would
recognize me. “Why, what is the matter with you? What do you
mean?”
Annabel laughed scornfully. Annabel, tell me that you did not wish me dead. There was absolute quiet. Your
adoptive father understands mankind better.
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