It was locked. Her sister’s words were true. He walked through a wide open archway, curtained with deep-blue curtains, into the apartment that served as a reception-room. “What’s that young lady’s name—girl in dark brown, stranger here?” Mr. Giles! "Devil seize the woman!" growled the singer, as he brought his ditty to a close; "will nothing tempt her out? Widow Sheppard, I say," he added, rising, "don't be afraid. His eyes were narrow with desire like a panther’s as he grinned at seeing her visibly satisfied. ‘Thank you,’ she said, leaning heavily on his arm for a moment.
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