"I had one," answered his sister, in a mournful voice; "and, perhaps, I have one still. His pulses beat fast as he walked, his feet fell lightly upon the pavement. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. . ’ Gerald cast a swift look up the corridor, but there was no one there, not even a shadow. . She waited expectantly. ” “And no one else—has a key?” “I believe,” she said, “that that man must have one.
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