"He had heard that I accused him of taking the devil-stick," explained Maurice, "and came here to exculpate himself.",
"I hate to go, don't you?" she said, as they came out into the corridor, which was dimmer than ever in the sparsely lit twilight. "I love— Oh, how you made me jump!" she cried, starting back as a figure stepped from the alcove by the street entrance.,
"Oh, did he though?" cried Patricia, kindling. "How clever of him to see. I thought no one dreamed!".
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