"I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. What else was there lurked in shadows and deep places; if in some mood of reverie it came out into the light, it was presently overwhelmed and hustled back again into hiding. The evening breeze came; the bamboo shades on the veranda clicked and rasped; the loose edges of the manuscript curled. Well, whenever you say, I promise to do away with the mystery. ’ ‘I’m that sorry, miss,’ Kimble said glumly.
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