"Don't weep, my love," replied the lady, straining him still more closely to her. I don’t understand the workings of a gentleman’s mind. “You are coming in, aren’t you, Sydney?” “If I may,” he answered. Lucy entered the house by picking the back door lock with the slim jim. He growled in his throat and, thrusting his coat open, revealed his own buckled sword-belt. . It was dusty, with dirty clothing strewn about, a cracked basin thick with grime on the rickety dresser, and a film of grease on the leaded casement.
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