" "I don't see how this is to be effected, unless you yourself were present at the time," said Wood, glancing suspiciously at the speaker. "Who knows but this key may open a golden lock one of these days?" And, picking it up, he thrust it into his pocket. Not for me. A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. When she occupied, it, it was neatness itself; the little porch was overrun with creepers—the garden trim and exquisitely kept. And I guessed you would attack if I startled you.
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