For a stunned moment, Emile did not speak. The key's in the lock, on the inner side. The ladder was now within reach. “What’s the objection?” “I suppose she ought to know?” said Gwen to her mother, trying to alter the key of the conversation. Lights glimmered in the windows of the different houses; and a lamp-lighter was running from post to post on his way to Snow Hill. ‘Don’t involve me in your lover’s tiff. You fooled me this morning; but I overheard two old maids talking about you and the young man.
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