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SYNOPGI8.
Sanford Quest, mnstcr criminologist of
ttiu world, lh.ds that In ? ritu'intn justice
Stttcdougnl. tho murderer <>f Lord Ash
IcEm'l daughter, ho h.is but Just begun
a rJfo-:iiicl-(li Tth striiKnW' will? a niystorl
nitt master criminal. In ii hidden but In
Professor Ashleigh's garden be lina seen \
an ape skeleton and a living creature,
half monkey, half man. destroyed fire, j
In bis rooina have, appeared black boxen
containing noten, lien ed by a pair of
urmless hunrtV. Illira and llenera, bis as
sistants, suspect Craig, the nrof??Mor*S
servant, of a double murder. Tin- black
boxes continuo to appear in uncunny
fashion Craig, captured escapes to Port
Bald. Quest and bis party follow, and be
yond Into the desert, They are enpturcd
by Mongnrs. escarie with Craig aa thalr
captive, and turn bim over to Iimpectnr
French In San Prnnciyo. jto escape? in
a train wreck, outgenerals bis pursuern.
and ROOS back to New York, where be
dlr-K wiill<> Quest ls attempting to hypno
tise him into confession.
FIFTEENTH INSTALLMENT
CHAPTER XXXV.
The first shock was over. Craig's
body had been removed, and thc girls
had taken Mary, half stunned with
grief, -to their room. French and
Quest were left alone.
"That ls some disappointment,"
the former remarked, gloomily.
"It is a disappointment," Quest
said, elowly, "which incy clear the
way to bigger things."
"What's In your mind now?" French
Inquired. -
Que3t shook bis head.
"A turmoil. First of all, where ls
the professor?"
"Must havo scooted right away
home," French euggestcd. "He was
looking pretty sick all tho time. Guess
it must have r.ecn a powerful shock
for him, end he Isn't so young as he
used to be."
"Give me that paper of Crals'e
again," Quest asked
Tho inspector produced tho docu
ment from his inner pocket, and
Quest, stretching it out upon his knee,
read it word for word.
"Never to communicate or to havo
anything to do with anyone of the
nome of Ashleigh, eh?" he remarked,
as he handed it back again. "Rather
a queer provision, that, French."
"I've been thinking that myself," the
inspector ndmitted.
Quest glanced at the clock.
"Well," bo said, "if you're ready,
inspector, we'll be getting along."
The two mon drove to tho outskirts
of the city almost In silence. The
professor's house seemed moro than
ever deserted as they drew up at the
front door. They entered without
ringing and crossed tho hall towards
the library. On tho threshold Quest
paused and held up his finger.
"Someone ls in there." he whispered,
stepping quickly forward. "Como!"
He threw open the door. The room
waB empty, yet both Quest and French
were conscious of a curious convic
tion that lt had been occupied with
in the last few seconds.
"Queer, but it seemed to mo I heard
Bomeono," French muttered.
"I was sure of it," Quest replied.
They stood stilt for a moment and
listened. Tho slU-te-o in the empty
house was almost unnatural. Quest
turned away with a shrug of the
shoulders.
"At any rate." ho said. "(?raig's dy
ing thoughts must have been truth
ful. Come."
Ho led the way to tho fireplace,
, went down on his knees and passed
biB hands over tho brick- The third
ono he touched, shook. Ho tapped
lt-without a doubt it was hollow.
With his penknife ho loosened the
. mortar a little and drew it out eanl.y.
The back was open Inside was tho
black box.
"Craig's secret at last!" French
muttered, hoarsely. "Bring lt to the
light, quick!"
They were unemotional men, but the
moment wns supremo. The key to
tho mystery or those tragical weeks
.was there' in their hands! Their eyes
?almost devoured those few hastily
. scrawled words burled with so much
care:
See Page 62, January Number,
American Medical Journal, 1905.
' They looked at one another. They
repeated vaguely thia moat common
place ot messages. As the final result
ot their strenuous enterprise, these
cryptic words seemed pitifully inade
quate. Quest's face darkened. He
crumpled the paper In his fingers.
"There must bo spine meaning in
this," he muttered. "It can't be alt -
aether a fool's game we're on. Wait.'
Ho moved towards a -table which
usually - stood against - the wall, bat
which had obviously been dragged
ont recently into tho ro'ddle of the
room. It was cpvored with bound
volumes. Quest glanced at one and
exclaimed softly:
"American Medical Journal, 1905!.
drench, there's something In this mas
sage, aft or an."
He turned over the pages ra pk
.Then he came to a stop. Page
,was there; page 6? bad been neat
removed with a pt Cir of scissors,.
"Tho profossor!" he cried. '-The
professor's been at work here!"
The ,wa men stood > looking at eao
another across the table. Strange
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i thoughts were framing themselves in
the bra!us of both of them. Then
there came a startling and in Its way
ti dramatic interlude. Through the
empty bouse came the ringing of tho
electric bell from the front door, shrill
and innistent. Without a moment's
hesitation, Quest hurried out and
French followed him. On the doorstep
waa another surprise. Lenora and
Laura were there, tho former carry
ing a small, black-bound volume.
"Don't be crosn," she begged,
quickly. "We Just had to come. Look!
Wo picked this up underneath the
chair where Craig was Bitting. It
must have slipped from his pocket.
You see what ls written on it?
Dlnry of John Craig."
Quest took it iu bis hand.
"Say. this ought to bo interesting,"
bo remarked. "Come along."
They passed Into _the library.
French lingered behind for a moment
and caught thora up JUBt as they were
opening tbe book underneath the elec
tric lamp.
."Seo here what I've found'." he ex
claimed. "It was Just by the Bide bf
the wall there. Where's that maga
zine?"
He spread out the piece of paper-lt
fitted exactly into the empty apace.
They all read together:
Professor Ashleigh, after being bit
ten by the anthropoid, rapidly devel
oped hydrophobia of a serious nature. ?
After treatment with a new serum the I
patient was relieved of the hydropho
bic symptoms, but to my horror thia
mild-mannered, humane man seems
possessed at times of all the charac
teristics o' the brutal anthropoid
cunning, thievery, brutality. I do not
know what may como of this. I hesi
tate to put even these words on to
paper. I am doubtful as to what
course, in the Interests of humanity,
I ought to take. .
(Signed) JAMES MERRILL, M. D.
Editor's Note-Just as w: go to
press, a cable announces the terrible'
death of Doctor Merrill, the writer of
the above notes. He was attacked by
wild animals, whilst alone In a South
American jungle, and torn to pieces.
There was a queer little silence
among the company. No one seemed
inclined for speech. They looked at
one another In dumb, wondering hor
ror. Then Quest drew a penknife
from his pocket and with a turn of his
wrist forced the lock of the diary.
Tlicy all watched him with fascinated
eyes. It was something. to escape
from their thoughts. They loaned
over as he spread the book out be
fore him. Those first two sentcnce3
were almost In the nature of a dedica
tion:
For ten years I have protected my
master, Prof. Edgar Ashleigh, at the
cost of my peace of mind, my happi
ness, my reputation. This book, even
though lt be too late to help me, shall
clear my reputation.
Quest closed the volume, i 7
"French," he decided, "wo must find
the professor. Will you have your
men search the house and grounds im
mediately?"
The Inspector left tho room like a
dazed man. They could hear him giv
ing orders outside.
"The next page," Lenora begged.
"JuBt one page more!"
Quest hesitated for a moment. Then
he turned lt over. All three read
ngami
Ton years of horror, struggling ell
the while to keep him from that other
soif, that thing of bestiality, to keep
his horrible secret from the world, td
rover up hla crimes,' even though
their shadow should rest upon me.
Now Sanford Quest baa come. Will
this mean discovery?
"Another page," Quest said. "Don't
you see where lt ls leading us? We
have tfc? trath hero. WSlt!"
He strode nastily to tho door. French
and one of the plain-clothes men were
descending the stairs.
"Well?" Quest asked, breathlessly.
"The professor is not in the house,"
French reported. "We are going to
search the grounds."
Quest returned . to the library.
Lenora clung to hla arm. The diary
lay still upon the table.
Quest opened tho volume slowly.
Again they all read together:
The evil nature ls growing stronger
every day. He is developing a sort
cf ferocious cunning to help him fa
his crimes. He wander* about In the
dark, wearing t black velvet suit
with hole* for his eyes, and leaving
only bis bando exposed. I have
watched him come into a half-dark-*]
ened room and one -an see nothing
but the hands and the *ye*; some
times If he Cooes his eyes, only the
hands.
"Mrs. Rheinholdt!" Quest muttered.
The door was suddenly opened.and
French entered.
"Bes*ten'." he exclaimed, tersely.
"You haven't found him?" Que?;
asked.
French shook his head.
"We've searched every room, every
cupboard, every scrap of the cellar
in the p!aco." he eunounced- "We'vo
been Into every corner of the grounds,
searched lt all lack warda and for
warda. There's no sign of the profes
sor."
Quest pocketed the diary.
"You're perfectly certain that he
ls n' ' n this house or anywhere upon
the premises?"
"Certain sure!" French replied.
Quest shrugged his shoulden}.
"Well, we'd better get back," be
said.
They were on the point of starting,
the chauffeur with his hand upon the
starting handle, French with the
steering wheel of the police car al
ready in his hand. And then tho little
party seemed suddenly turned to
stone. For a few breathless seconds
not one of them moved. Out into the
clammy night a?r came the echoes of
a hideous, inhuman, blood-curdling
scream. Quest was the first to re
cover himself. He leaped from his
scat and rushed back across thc emp
ty hall into the study, followed a lit
tle way behind by French and tho
others. An unsuspected panel door
which led into the garden stood slight
ly aiar. The professor, with Iii? hand (
on the back of a chair, was staring
at tho fireplace, shaking ae though
with Borne horrible ague, his ince dis
torted, his body curiously hunched
up. Me seemed suddenly to have
dropped his humanity, to have fallen
back into thc world of some strange
creatures. He heard their footsteps, :
but he did not turn his bead. His j
hands were stretched out In front
of him as though to keep away from
his sight come hateful object.
"Stop him!" he cried. "Take bim
a .y! It's Craig-bis spirit! Ho
como to mo in the garage, ho followed
mo through the grounds, ho mocked
at me when I hld In the tree. He's
there now, kneeling beforo the fire
place. Why can't I kill him! He
ls coming! Stop bim, someone!"
No one spoke or moved; no ono, In
deed, had the power. Then at last
Quest found words.
"There ls no one In the room, pro
fessor." he said, "except us."
The s<3und of a huronn voice Bcemed
to produce a strr.nge effect. The pro
fessor straightened himself, shook his
head, bis hands dropped to bis side,
ghastly palo, but his Bmilo was once
more the smile of the amiable natu
ralist
"My friends," ho said, "forgive me.
I nm very old, and the events of these
last few hours have unnerved me.
Forgive me."
He groped for a moment and sank
Into a chair. Quest fetched a decan
ter and a glass from tho sideboard,
poured out some wine and bela it to
his Ups. The professor drank it eag
erly.
"My dear friend." be exclaimed,
"you have saved me. I nave some
thing to tell you, something I muBt toll
you at once, but not beroi Ploathe
this place. Let me come with you
to your rooms."
"Ag you pleaBe," Quest answered,
calmly.
He gripped Quest's arm. In silence
they passed fren* the room, In alienee
they took their places once more
in the automobiles, In silence they
drove without a pauso to Quest's
rooms. The professor made lils way
at onco to his favorite easy chair,
threw off his overcoat an 1 leaned
back.
"Que?t," he pronounced, "you aro
the best friend I bavo in my life! It
is you who havo rid mo of my great
burden. Tell me-help me a little
with my story-havo you read that
page from tho Medical Journal which
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The Professor 8at There Like a Fig
fi ure of Stone.
Craig nas kopt locked up all these
years?"
"We have sll read lt," Quest re
plied.
"lt waa forged,"'the professor de
c?s: ed. firmly, "forged by Craig. All
tho years since he has blackmailed
me. I have been his servant and his
tool. I have been afraid.to speak. At
last I sm free of him. Thanh God!"
"Craig, after all," French muttered.
Lenora stood a little apart with
n faint frown upon her forehead,
j She touehed Quest on the shoulder.
"Ur, Quest," she murmured, "he is
lying!"
Quest turned his head. His lips
? scarcely moved.
"What do you mean?" he whispered.
I "He la lying!" Lenora Insisted. "I
tell you there's another creature
there, something we don't understand.
f Let- me bring the electro-thought
transference apparatus; let us read
his mind. It I am, wrong, I will go
! dow u on my" knees and beg for for
giveness."
Quest nodded. * Lenora hastened to
th? farther end ot the room, snatched
[ the cloth from the Instrument and
wheeled down tho little mirror with
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"Ho la Dead!"
Ita COIIB and levers. The professor
watched tier; Slowly lila face changed.
Tho benevolence faded away, his teeth
for a moment showed In something
which was almost a snarl.
"You believe me?" ho cried, turn
ing to Quest. "You aro not going
to try that horrible thing on me-Pro
fessor Lord Ashleigh? I am all broken
?P. I am not flt for it. Look at my
hands, how thoy shake."
"Professor," Quest said, sternly, "we
are surrounded by the shadow of some
terrible deeds for which as yet there
ia no explanation. I do not say that
we mistrust you, but I ask you to
submit to this test."
"I refu?e!" the professor replied,
harshly.
"And I insist," Quest muttered.
Tho professor drew a little breath.
Ho sat back in bia chair. His face
becume still, I1I3 lips were drawn
closely together. Lenora wheeled up
the machino and willi deft fingers t-d
justed the fittings on ono side. Quest
himself connected it up on tho other.
The professor .eat there Uko a figure
of stone. The Bileuce in tho room
was eo intense that tho ticking of
the small clack upon the mantel piece
was clearly audible. Tho very ntmos
phere seemod charged with tho thrill
and won der ? or? it. ? Ncvor beforo had
Quest met with resistance so com
plcto and Immovable. Sternly ho con
ccntrated the whole uf his will powoi
upon his task. Almoot at once there
was a change. Tho professor fol!
back in the chair. Tho tonso Bclf-cou
trol had passed from his features
his Ups twitched. Simultaneously
the mirror for a- moment waa clouded
-then slowly a picture upon lt gath
ered outline and aubstanco. There
was a jungle, strange, tull trees, ant
brushwood so thick that it reachec
to tho waists of thc two men wlu
were slowly making their way througt
it. One was tho .professor, clearlj
recognizable under his white sun bel
met; tho other a stranger lo all o
them. Suddenly they stoppod. Tin
latter had crept a yard or so ahead
his gun raised to bia shoulder, bli
eyes Axed upon tome possible objec
Of pursuit. There was a BUddet
change In the professor. They sav
him seize his sun by the barrel ant
whirl lt above his head. Ho seemet
suddenly to lose his wholo identity
'Ho crouched on his haun' bea, almos
like an animal, and sprang nt thc otb
er*8 throat. Thoy could almost bea
the snarl from his Ups as tho tw<
men went down together Into tho un
dergrowth. The picture faded awaj
"Doctor Merrill!" Lenora faltered
"Then it was not wild beasts whlcl
killed him."
Almost Immediately fii.ures agc li
appeared in tho mirror. . There was ;
small passage which seemed to lea
from tl a back, entrance of a house
the professor, with a black ma nth
Craig followed him. pleading, exposti
tating. They saw .' tho conservator
for a minute, and then blackness. Th
professor was leaning against a mat
ble basin. There was nothing to b
seen of bim but his eyes and handi
They raw him , listen for a moinee
or two in cold; unresponsive sllenci
then stretch out hi* hand and pus
Craig away. Tho picture glowed an
fp.ded and glowed again. Then the
saw through the gloom tho figure c
a woman approach, a diamond neel
wee around ber neck. They saw th
hands steal out and encircle he
throat-and then mbva darkness, t
lenee, obscurity. The mirror wa
empty once mere.
"Mrs. Rheinholdt's jewels!" Lenox
j cited. "What next? Oh! my Go?
J what next?"
Their eyes ached with the strati
1 but there was not 'one of them wi
could even glance away from the mi
ror. It was Quest's study which slot
ly appeared then. The Salvstk
Army girl was thar*, talking to tl
professor. They ?aw him leave he
. th*.y saw him look hack from tt
\ door, a strange, evil glance. Then tt
j secretary entered and spoke to he
I Once more thc door opened. Tl
, handi. were there, stretching at
i reaching, a paperweight gripped 1
' the right-band Angers. They saw
raised above the secretary's head, .Un
ssw the other hand take the girt 1
tb? throat and?pkah her towards ?
table. A wlld-?s?r?Rm broke fi?
Lenora's Ups- Quest wavered for
??wvr>i| wu a matt l*??%J*
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Quast Declared.
moment. Thc picture faded out.
"Oh. stop it!" Lenora begged.
"Haven't we seen enough? We know
tho truth now. Stop lt or I ?hall die!"
The criminologist made rte reply.
Ills eyes were still Used upon thc pro
fessor, who showed some signs of re
turning consciousness. Ho was grip
ping at lila collar. Ho seemed to have
dij?culty with his breathing. QucHt
suddenly braced himself. He pushed
Lenora back.
"Ono more," he muttered. "Thero's
Bomethlug growing in blu ruiud. I can
feel it. Wait!"
Again thoy ull turned towards the
mirror. They saw the hallway of Ash'
leigh house, tho pictures upon thc
walls, they could almoct foci the quiet
Silence of night. They saw thc pro
fcasor como stealing down tho stairs,
Ho wau wearing tho black velvet sull
with tho cowl in hl3 bund. The}
watched him pauBc before a certain
door, draw on thc cowl and disappear
Through tho Opening they could sec
Lord Ashleigh asleep in bed, the mopn
light streaming through tho open win
dow ncrcas tho counterpane. Tbej
saw tho professor turn with a Btrangc
horrible look in bis face und close thc
door. Lenora burst into ?obs.
"No more!" she shrieked. "Nc
more, or I shall go mad!"
Quest leaned forward and release*
their victim. Tho wholo atmosphere
of tho j; lace seemed i ni med lat el y t<
chango. Lenora drew a long, couvul
BIVO breath and Bank into a chair. Th?
professor sat up cud gazed at thoa
all with tho air of a mau who hat
just awakened from u dream.
"Have I, by any chance, slept?" bi
asked. "Ot-"
Ho never llnlshed his sentence. Hi
eyes fell upon the mirror, tho mota
band lying by his Bldu. He read th1
truth lu tho faces still turned toward
[him. He rose to bis feot. There wa
[ uuothor and equally sudden change ii
his demeanor und toni. He carrie*
himself with the calm dignity of th
scientist.
"Tho end of our struggle, I. prc
sumo?" ho said to Quest, pointing i
tho metal band. "You will at least ai
mit that I have chown you fino sport.
No ono answered him. Even Que?
had barely yet recovered himself. Th
professor shrugged his shoulders.
"I" recognize, of course," he Bali
gravely, "that this ls. the end. A pei
son in extremis has prlvtlog?w. Wi!
you allow me to write just a ff attcr c
twenty lines at your desk?"
Silently Quest assented. Tho profei
sor scated himself In tho swing chat
drew a sheet of paper towards hin
dipped the pen id the ink and bega
to write Then he turned around an
reached for his own small black bp
which lay upon the table. Quet
caught him by the wrist.
"What do you want out of tiiat, pri
fe?sor?" h? inquired.
"Merely.my own pen and ink." th
professor expostulated, "lt there 1
a ay th In g I detest in the world, it !
violet ink. And your pen, too, is e
ecrablo. Au they are to be the lei
wrrds I shall leave to a sorrowlu
world, I should like to write them I
my own fashion. Open. the bag tc
yourself, <f you will. You cnn'psi
mo the things out"
Quest opened the bag. took out
pen and a small glsss bottle of in
He bahded them' *o the professor, wt
started at once more to write. Que
watched him for a moment and thc
turned away to French. Tho profc
sor looked over lits shoulder and su
donly bared his wrist. Lenora seize
her employer by tho arm.
"Look!" she cried. "What is he g
lug to do?"
Quest swung around, but he was t<
Ute. The professor hud dug the pc
Into his arm. He sst In his chair ai
laughed ss they all hurried towart
him. Then suddenly he sprang to h
feet. Again the change came In
his face which they had seen In tl
mirror. French dashed forward t
wards him. The professor sn arie
seemed about to spring, then sudden
once more stretched oat bis hands
sbosv that he was helpless and hsnd<
to Quest tho paper upon which he ht
b.een writings
"You bare nothing to fear from mc
ho exclaimed.1 "Here ts my last mi
j engo to yr.u. Sanford Quest. Read it
I rend lt aloud. Alwsys remember th
i this wes not your triumph, but minc
Quent hold up thc paper. They all |
read. Tho protestor's letter? woro
carefully torjned. his handwriting per
fectly legible:
You have been a clever opponent?
Sanford Quest, tut even now you are
to be cheated. Tho wisdom of tho ages
outreaches yours, outreaches lt and
triumphs.
Quest looked up quickly.
"What tho devil doca bo mean?" be
muttered.
The professor's urm? shot sudden- ?
ly abovo hlu head. Again that strange :
animal look convulsed his features.
Ho hurst Int J a load, unnatural laugh.
"Moan, you foo!? ' ho cried, holding
out his wrist, which was slowly turn
ing black. "Poisonou1!- That ls what
lt means!"
They all stnrod at him. Quest
seized tho ink bottle, revealed the
false top and laid it down again with
a littlo exclamation. Then, before
they could realize lt tho end carno.
Tho professor lay, a crumplod-up
heap, upon tho floor.
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Quest swung round >n bis chair as
French entered thc room and held out
his left hand.
"Glad to see you, French. Help
yourself to n cigar."
"J, don't know ns 1 want to Bmoko
this morning Just nt present, thunk
you," French replied.
"Nothing wrong, ch?"
"Tho fact of it is," French explained,
"I should like a few words with MISB
Laura."
Quest laughed shortly.
"Why on earth couldn't you Bay
so?" ho observed. "Never knew you
bashful before, inopector. Sho's up*in
the laboratory, i'll ring for someone
to show you tho way."
Quest tom hot, tho bel! and his now
secretary entered almost nt once.
"Take Inspoctor French up Into tho
laboratory," Quest directed. Seo you
later, French."
"Vos-perhaps-I boro EO," the in
spector replied nervously.
Qnost watched him dlsc.pp'ear with
n puzzled stnilo. Thon ho sat down"
at his desk, drew a sheet of. paper to
wards him and began-to write:
My Dear Inspector:
I am taking thia opportunity of let
ting you know that out of deference to
the wishes of .thc woman t hope soon
to marry, I sm abandoning, the haz
ardous anti nerve-racking profession
of criminology for a caver ond nappier
career. You will have, therefore, to
find help elsewhere.in the future.
With best wishes*. Yours,
SANFORD QUEST.
Ho loft tho sheet of paper upon tho
desk and,' bringing the boll, sent 'or
Lenora.. Sbo appeared in a few mo
menta and caine, over ta his side.
"What is it. Mr.. Quest?!' upe asked.
Ho gavo her tho letter 'wfthbut r"o
mark. She rend lt through aud, turn
ing slowly around, looked at him ex
pectantly.
"How's thnt seem to you?" be
asked, reaching out his hand for a
ci ;ar.
..Very sensible; indeed," she replied.
"It's no sort of lifo, this, for a mar
ried ulan," Qnost. declared. "You
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to Produce a Strange Effect.
agree With me there, don't you, Len*
ora?"
"Yes!" sho admitted, s little faintly.
The secretary entered tho room,
helped Quest on with his coat and
handed him his bat.
"If you are quite ready. Lenora."
"Ready!" she exclaimed. "Where
are we going?"
Quest sighed.
"Fancy having to explain all those
things!" he said, taking ber arm. "I
Just want you to understand, Lenora?
that I've waited-quite long enough.
Parkins." bo added, turning to lils
secretary, "it anyone calls, Just say
?that my wife and I will bo back earty
In tho afternoon. And you'd better'
step upstairs to the laboratory and
glvo my compliments to Inspector
French, and say that I hope be. and
Miss Laura will Join us. at D*..r.on
leo's for luncheon at pne o'clock."
"Very good, slr," the roan replied.
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formed/ She passed her erm through
Quest's. He stooped and kissed her
aa he ted her towards'the door.
"You understand now, don't you?*
he whispered, smiling down ot Mr.
"I think so," sher admitted, with a
little sigh of content.
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