“Anna,” she cried, “you must believe me. The cold air gave her gooseflesh under her red brocade dress as she slipped outside. He had saluted her with elaborate civility, his eyes distended with indecipherable meanings. Whoever chose to incur the risk of so doing might enter the Mint at any hour; but no one was suffered to depart without giving a satisfactory account of himself, or producing a pass from the Master. But he wrote on.
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