Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four. Whoever chose to incur the risk of so doing might enter the Mint at any hour; but no one was suffered to depart without giving a satisfactory account of himself, or producing a pass from the Master. Blue haze had settled beyond the black silhouettes of trees, graduating to the deep violet that began the night sky.
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