" "May be," returned the man gravely. She walked through the office to the door, aimlessly. As he passed the Six Bells, he noticed the steeds of the two horsemen at the door; and glancing into the house, perceived the younger of the two in the passage. “Why not?” “Because you are mine. I am no one, Gérard. "Woman, your wits are fled!" And so it seemed; for all the answer she could make was to murmur distractedly, "I can't find the key.
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