“Why not?” He repeated, demanding. I hear the sound of his horse's feet in the yard. They've paid for their lodging. The next minute, I contrived, without either of 'em perceiving me, to convey it into my own pocket. 155 The ringing doorbell jarred her from her stupor. A note of belligerency had crept into his tone.
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