” “By God!” said Manning, making the most of the word, “I suppose it’s fate. Was she interested in that young ass who was risking his bones over there in the city? They had come up on the same boat. . Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. Her soft brown eyes, inherited from Larry, warmed an already pretty face. Stopping before each door, they took up the plates of the locks, examined the ponderous bolts, and were struck with the utmost astonishment at what they beheld. “I am sure of it. Ennison,” she exclaimed, “is that really you?” There was no sign of embarrassment in her manner.
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