Stanley, standing on the hearthrug with his back to the unlit gas-fire. It was one of those old sliding trap affairs, narrow and steep of descent. "Good night!" "Blueskin," whispered Jack, in his natural tones, as the other passed him, "wait without. I—listen.
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