She would not look at him, would not think of him; when her mind wavered, then she muttered to herself in the darkness so as to keep hold of her generalizations. Every other wall comprised bookcases, except where the doors appeared. His sister followed. It was a sickening process, and the sucking sound was sure to wake up Ray’s mother. You forget all the mass of training and tradition and instinct that go to make him a tolerable master. But at length, there was a click, and with a swish, the panel of painted books swung outward from the wall. She was very pale, but she reminded him more at that minute than at any time of “Alcide” as he had first known her.
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