His gray eyes were closed, his persimmon-colored lips open and panting. The booming voice and the energetic movements spoke plainly of hurry. " "What for?" demanded the turnkey. ” “It would suit me. Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business.
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