’ ‘So you think she is an émigré?’ Lucilla put in before the incensed Roding could respond. He hung over her—he and his loan to her and his connection with her and that terrible evening—a vague, disconcerting possibility of annoyance and exposure. “You met no one upon the stairs, or saw no one leave the flats?” “No one,” Anna answered firmly. “My Mom was a good lady. He walked hastily to the side of the broad pavement and summoned a fiacre. Ladders, paviour's rams, sledge-hammers, and other destructive implements were procured, and, in all probability, their purpose would have been effected, but for the opportune arrival of a detachment of the guards, who dispersed them, not without some loss of life.
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