He closed the door. Its very calmness was frightful. Strange gurgle-like noises emanated from the crypt. “I am afraid,” he said gravely, “that your sister has been a little indiscreet. They tracked the fugitive to the Mint; but, like hounds at fault, they here lost all scent of their prey. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. ” He did not agree with that.
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