It was John Diedermayer, who had been transformed into a young scholar with a large pair of wire-rimmed eyeglasses on. Sorrow lay in the back of his mind as he withdrew, but he put it aside. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. ” Like most men who lie but seldom, he lied well. “I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. " So saying, he pushed aside the table, and the janizary stooping down, undrew a bolt and opened a trap-door.
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