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Then [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], in upon Leroux's mental turmoil, a sensible idea intruded itself.
Dr. Cumberly!
he muttered. "I hope to God he is in!"
Withouttouchingtherecumbentformuponthechesterfieldwithout
seekingtolearnwithoutdaringtolearnifshelivedorhaddiedLer-
ouxthetempoofhislifechangedtoabreathlessgalloprushedoutof
thestudyacrosstheentrancehailandthrowingwidetheflatdoor
leapt up the stair to the flat above—that of his old friendDr. Cumberly.
Thepatteroftheslipperedfeetgrewfaintuponthestair;thenasLer-
oux reached the landing abovebecame inaudible altogether.
InLeroux'sstudythetable-clocktickedmerrilyonseemingtohasten
itstickingasthehandcreptaroundcloserandclosertomidnight.The
mosaicshadeofthelampmingledredsandbluesandgreensuponthe
whiteceilingaboveandpouredgoldenlightuponthepagesof
manuscriptstrewnaboutbeneathit.Thiswasatypicalwork-roomofa
literarymanhavingtheearofthepublic—typicalineveryrespectsave
for the fur-clad figure outstretched upon the settee.
Andnowthepeepinglightindiscreetlypenetratedtothehemofa
silkengarmentrevealedbysomedisarrangementofthecivetfur.yilai:
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