And we won’t make it so. Or he would find something—a wave in her hair, a little line in the contour of her brow or neck, that made an exquisite discovery. "Enough," said the widow, gratefully. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket.
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