" So saying, he scrambled over the rubbish, and got into the chimney. He opened the door of still another room, in one corner of which was a grand piano. ‘The gatehouse? But why must you move him at all?’ ‘Listen, missie. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. “I’ll have to pay it. "When you're older, you'll know that secrets of importance are not disclosed gratuitously. But she could see that Diane watched her more closely now, and in a cat-like way. Spurlock lay with his head on his arms, asleep. A gaunt, powerful man: no feature of his face decided, and yet for all that it had the significance of a countenance hewn out of rock.
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