“You are a dear,” she exclaimed affectionately. ” Her heart had warmed toward him. He sat up in his chair again, the colour came back to his cheeks. And one must—some of it must slip through one’s fingers. But at length, there was a click, and with a swish, the panel of painted books swung outward from the wall.
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