But tell me," he added with much anxiety, "has nothing been heard of Thames since the night of my former escape?" "Nothing whatever," answered Winifred. I’d take it— forgive me if I seem a little urgent—as a sort of proof of friendliness. He called a waiter. . It—it is nothing,’ she said, although with a tremor in her voice. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside.
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