The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. “This isn’t furtive,” said Ann Veronica. Her eyes where glassy and shining. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed. Ann Veronica decided to be more explicit. The room they were in was a sort of closet, with the door locked outside; but this was only a moment's obstacle to Jack, who with a chisel forced back the bolt. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. Was there ever such madness?” “I am afraid that I don’t understand,” Ennison answered. " "Without further fee?" inquired the knight.
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