The door of cabin 2 was open. "Can't you guess?" returned Winifred, throwing her arms about her neck. It isn't your duty. Gerald watched her vanish into the darkness, unusually incensed. "It's of no use," observed Thames quietly, but with a look that chilled the little damsel's heart;—"my resolution is taken. . I want to enrich it with hangings and gladden it with verses. "Where are you going?" cried Thames, who, though wholly disencumbered, was scarcely able to keep up with him. Ascending the stairs, and conducting them along a sombre gallery, in which Trenchard noticed that every door was painted black, and numbered, he stopped at the entrance of a chamber; and, selecting a key from the bunch at his girdle, unlocked it.
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