At the recollection that it was his, she seemed to fall through a thin surface, as one might fall through the crust of a lava into glowing depths. “And all the rest of it perhaps is a song. " "Surely, you haven't stolen it?" "Stolen's an awkward word. ” “You mean—you think——” “Hush! I think that he was concealed in my room, and Annabel and he met there. Wood laughed louder than ever. ’ With an air of real interest, he asked, ‘I suppose you did not dig a tunnel or fly in by balloon?’ The lady gazed at him blankly. ‘How in God’s name did the wretched fellow get in then?’ ‘Dug a tunnel?’ suggested Gerald, halting next to a pair of French windows at the front.
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