Stanley changed his key. But whatever she may have said was lost as Gerald pinned her to the wall, the point of the sword at her throat. And, stretching out his hand, he lifted the dark object from the flood. Purney's hand-writing," said Jack, advancing, "and can at once decide whether this is a forgery or not. Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come into contact—a natural woman.
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