As the day wore on, the crowds diminished,—many who would not submit to the turnkey's demands were sent away ungratified,—and at five o'clock, only two strangers, Mr. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. There were one or two bitter moments in his life when he had been made to feel that gentility laid on with a brush may sometimes crack and show weak places—that deportment and breeding are after all things apart. Wild is incapable of such baseness. It must have cut him. In her case the barrier was not selfishness but the perception that her interest would be misinterpreted, naturally. There's nothing on the card to indicate it, but I'm a detective. The young man opposite was straining his ears to listen to their conversation. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. Luckily, they were not easily discomposed.
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