And I do not know you. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. ” To her relief, Trodger sent one of his men posthaste to London with this missive, while the other went to fetch the horse, having been given precise directions on how to negotiate the passage so that he might find it at the other end. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. CHAPTER X. ’ Trodger eyed her with suspicion. There was none. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed.
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