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Her heartbeat quickened. And Lady
Trafford having been carried down stairs, and placed within it, the postboy drove
off, at a rapid pace for Barnet. " Some innate sense of
balance told her that something was wrong with these tales. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now
and her features were clearer. "
"Well said, Jack," cried Figg. “Yes. “I hope you realize,” he went on, in a lower and less assured tone, “that I am in
earnest—very much in earnest. \"Actually, John, I really must get going. How many
nuns were there in England who might have occasion to spy on Lady
Bicknacre’s ballroom? The presence of the French refugees took on greater
significance. Success to our enterprise!"
"Success to our enterprise!" echoed the others, significantly. Then he did give way a bit.
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