The sun lingered, finally dropping beyond the dark canopy of pine trees at the edge of the park. “I believe it is. She stole the opportunity to peer at his departing figure from the closed curtains of the front room window, his shoulders slumped forward, his posture and his ego slightly deflated. " "Why what will she say?" inquired Sheppard. Their faces had bite marks that were hers. His shoulders relaxed and his gaze wavered. Rot, no doubt; but we can’t alter it. Startled by this circumstance, he looked around, and perceived that the trap-door,—which has been mentioned as communicating with a secret staircase,—was open.
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