What of that?" "Vot 'o that!" echoed Sharples, peevishly: "Everythin'. She flew up the covered stairs and knocked upon his door. “There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. Indeed, if he had been ignorant of it, the sound of voices which he could faintly distinguish, would have served as a caution to him. She stole her glances sideways like the rest of the women. He was a young man of about two-and-twenty, who, without having anything remarkable either in dress or appearance, was yet a noticeable person, if only for the indescribable expression of cunning pervading his countenance.
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