“You are magnificent,” she said, “but the steel of your truth is a little oversharpened. Remember, some day you and I are going to have that book. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. “Lord!” she said. “My wife refused absolutely to have anything more to do with me. They took her fingerprints sitting at the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young buck who had brought her in.
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