Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. Swiftly she ran her hands over the carvings, trying to find the lever to the secret panel again. It came again. He would teach her all he knew of life so that if the Hand should ever reach his shoulder, she would be able to defend herself. “It is such a very respectable boarding-house,” she said.
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