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” Lucy looked at the small shelf which was jammed with thick paperbacks by every major horror novelist of the twentieth century. Sheppard put out her arms mechanically. Poor soul! she nearly died when she heard he had robbed his master; and it might have been well if she had done so, for she never afterwards recovered her reason. From midnight until morning he was now left alone. His quiet, kindly smile implied his serene disbelief in any confessible thing. For my blood you made it very hot indeed. The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. As concertmaster, it was Lucy’s duty to seat the orchestra as well as tune them. Opening the trap-door, he then descended to the vaults —searched each cell, and every nook and corner separately.
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