‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. "But trifle with mo no longer. You do not believe me. ’ ‘I do not lie to you now,’ she said, near frantic at the thought of losing him. I’ve never seen her quite so sure of herself. There was a round table covered, not with the usual “tapestry” cover, but with a plain green cloth that went passably with the wall-paper. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. “It’s funny, the way a good house feels.
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