" "A child!" thought Wood; it must be the fugitive Darrell. My arm's nearly well again. She turned the gas up in her little sitting-room, and sank wearily into an easy chair. She was dressed as English girls do dress for town, without either coquetry or harshness: her collarless blouse confessed a pretty neck, her eyes were bright and steady, and her dark hair waved loosely and graciously over her ears. "Weigh anchor, Van!" he shouted to the skipper, "and consult your despatches. ‘It could not be helped, whichever way I made my presence known. Treat me as an elder brother, if you like. Can you afford to give this time? There are your own affairs to think of. "You'll never return. She turned towards the door, and had taken a pace towards it when it was flung open. One point was that she was to wear fancy dress in the likeness of a Corsair’s bride, and the other was that she was to spend whatever vestiges of the night remained after the dance was over in London with the Widgett girls and a select party in “quite a decent little hotel” near Fitzroy Square. I’ve—dreads. ‘But a spy I am not.
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