As she approached the corner of the Avenue the blond, no-hatted man in gray flannels appeared. Lucy entered the house by picking the back door lock with the slim jim. . "He does," replied Kneebone, "and, what is more surprising, it seems to increase. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. What of madame, his wife?’ ‘You know more of her than me,’ the girl said with a look of scorn. Very likely you will disapprove highly of what I have done—I wonder? You may, perhaps, think I have done it just in a fit of childish petulance because my father locked me in when I wanted to go to a ball of which he did not approve. But from the rest—you saved me. I felt—I felt living in a masked world. ‘Sergeant Trodger is who I am. Wood. The dog-fox cannot be far off, since the cub is found.
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