Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without seeing him. Earles himself stood upon the threshold of his sanctum, the prototype of the smart natty Jew, with black hair, waxed moustache, and a wired flower in his button-hole. Wood then took to his heels, and never once looked behind him till he reached his own dwelling in Wych Street. ’ ‘Ah, the matter begins to come clear,’ Gerald said. “I remember you now,” he said. “It is positively no use, Anna,” she declared, appealingly. " "I hear," said Sir Rowland, moodily.
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