But at length, there was a click, and with a swish, the panel of painted books swung outward from the wall. . Reconnoitring them through a small grated loophole, he refused to open the door till they had explained their business. "My little Hoddy! You used to love me; and I have always loved you. Jane was a smoldering auburn-haired Irish beauty who seldom spoke to anyone.
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