“Perhaps for me,” she added, with a sudden wistful look out of the bare high window, “a night of beginnings. I told her I was sick today and she told me to get over myself. “Please search everywhere,” she said. She was carefree. Seeing the footman about to follow her in, Gerald clamped a hand onto his shoulder. To-night she could have hugged both the old maids. With Bess's assistance he then climbed up to the window, which, as has just been stated, was secured by iron bars of great thickness crossed by a stout beam of oak.
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