He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. ’ ‘Emile Gosse,’ Melusine said flatly, in the same language. The brilliant sunshine poured through the window, effecting an oblong block of mote-swimming light.
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