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didn't notice at the time; and all her servants have given notice."
"Well, then we've not failed utterly. We've brought down retribution on her head. But—but—why, hang it all! The game's in our hands! We can pull the business out of the fire yet!"
And I sprang up from my chair.
"How?" said Angel, and her eyes opened wide.
"I'll do it first, and tell you afterwards!" And I made for the door.
"What a shame!" cried Angel.
But I seized my hat, and bolted down the stairs.
