”
“If he has a key,” Ennison said, “how are you to be safe?”
“I had bolts fitted on the doors yesterday,” she answered. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to
slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket. Then the foremost
bowed and passed on. The curve of his shoulders, the very angle of his feet, expressed relief at her
apparent obedience. “Generally gets here about
seven. Cosette sat under the table, still as a
mouse, fondling her pitiful doll. With his black
and gray hair, his gray-green eyes were a striking contrast
and he looked even younger, as if he had been frozen at
age thirty-three.
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