"
"Then," said Mr. Blake, turning for the first time upon my superior
with all the dignified composure for which he was eminent, "it is no
longer necessary for us to prolong this interview. I have allowed,
nay encouraged you to state in the plainest terms what it was you had
or imagined you had against me, knowing that my actions of late, seen
by those who did not possess the key to them, must have seemed a
little peculiar. But when you say you have no interest in any mystery
disconnected with the girl who has lived the last few months in my
house, I can with assurance say that it is time we quitted this
unprofitable conversation, as nothing which I have lately done, said
or thought here or elsewhere has in any way had even the remotest
bearing upon that individual; she having been a stranger to me while
in my house, and quite forgotten by me, after her unaccountable
departure hence."
Mr. Gryce's hand which had been stretched out towards the hitherto
untouched decanter before him, suddenly dropped. "You deny then,"
said he, "all connection between yourself and the woman, lady or
sewing-girl, who occupied that room above our heads for eleven months
previous to the Sunday morning I first had the honor to make your
acquaintance."
"I am not in the habit of repeating my assertions," said Mr.
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