“You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. But there was a face pressed to the glass. ‘But it is entirely myself,’ she exclaimed aloud. “If I am,” he answered, reddening, “you can scarcely assert that it is without a cause.
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