Asking her way once or twice, she passed along Fleet Street into the Strand, and crossed Trafalgar Square, into Piccadilly. Creeping along quickly on his hands and knees, he found the entrance to a covered drain, into which he crept. “You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. I can help you to both,—nay, I will help you to both, if you do not interfere with my plans.
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