“It was perhaps my fault. ‘Naturally I had to come,’ confirmed the lively blonde, her eyes twinkling up at Alderley. It was an excuse, dredged up on the spur of the moment to cover a slip. ” “I suppose,” Anna said, “that those are reasonable deductions. He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. But the possible attitude of her father she had still to face. For yonder went the loneliest man in all God's unhappy world. On this side stood the instruments with which the latter piece of pleasantry had been effected,—namely, a bucket filled with paint and a brush: on that was erected a trophy, consisting of a watchman's rattle, a laced hat, with the crown knocked out, and its place supplied by a lantern, a campaign wig saturated with punch, a torn steen-kirk and ruffles, some halfdozen staves, and a broken sword. If she spoke to a policeman she did not know what would ensue.
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