She tugged at my coat and said, ‘I know of the blue-eyed maid. It was a sovereign easily earned. She’s naïve, and yet uncannily shrewd at times, and you daren’t rely on anything she says. There were neither texts nor rubbish on the walls, but only a stirring version of Belshazzar’s feast, a steel engraving in the early Victorian manner that had some satisfactory blacks. Ascending the stairs, and conducting them along a sombre gallery, in which Trenchard noticed that every door was painted black, and numbered, he stopped at the entrance of a chamber; and, selecting a key from the bunch at his girdle, unlocked it. “I speak from my heart, and you answer from your brain.
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