Both Spurlock and McClintock stood by their chairs until she was gone. I must apologize, I suppose, for speaking to you, but your appearance certainly indicated that you were in some sort of trouble, and you were becoming—pardon me—an object of comment to the passers-by. They had not so far been of much personal interest to Gerald, but tonight was different. But we've got to cook up some kind of a story to protect her. No sooner had they entered the room than Sharples, who waited to usher them in, hastily retreated, closed the door, and turning the key, laughed loudly at the success of his stratagem. You're alone, too, child. Upon the pavement near the court lay the porter, who had been prostrated by a blow from the butt-end of a pistol. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. ‘Both of them so wise after the event. I’ve never found them hostile. She visited the corner that had been her own little garden—her forget-me-nots and candytuft had long since been elbowed into insignificance by weeds; she visited the raspberry-canes that had sheltered that first love affair with the little boy in velvet, and the greenhouse where she had been wont to read her secret letters. He did not look at her directly, though she fantasized that she could 141 feel his stares from the back of the class on occasion.
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