Wood's bed-chamber—it was locked, with the key left in it. "I was going to die, Hoddy!" she whispered. ‘Who the devil is Leonardo?’ demanded Roding impatiently, asking the question that had leapt into the major’s mind. I finally got my own set of house keys when I turned eleven. The foremost, tall, clean-shaven, perfectly groomed, half extended his hand with a smile of recognition. This one was Henry Esmond, that one the melancholy Marius, and so forth and so on; never any villains. ’ With pretty imperiousness, she gestured to the bed beside her.
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