"It only leads to the fencing crib," replied Wild. Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully. He refused to
believe that Anna was not ‘Alcide. The Pursuit. Besides this, each had a large black patch over his right eye,
and a very queer twist at the left side of his mouth, so that if their object had
been disguise, they could not have adopted better precautions. His face darkened. Nevertheless, relief washed over
her, her body rejoicing in the afterglow of twenty years of
tension released. Feel for the lock, and prize it
open,—you don't need to be told how. They walked past his old
jungle gym set to a hilly park that dwelled sleepily beyond
his house.
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