Yet in some hidden corner was a vein of sentiment, of which for the first time in his later life he was now unexpectedly aware. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. Emile Gosse must know his only chance was to be rid of Melusine. Stir a foot, and I strike.
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