The Night-Cellar. She remained by the door until the walls of the city swallowed the bobbing lantern. "Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. His only warning was a gleam of silver in the faint spill of light from the house above. . Three more people came to meet them at the door.
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