"You are complimentary, Sir Rowland," returned the other, with a grim smile. " "Oh!" exclaimed the widow, covering her face with her hands. I was compelled to run away. To hand the key back in silence was like offering a lie. Though the starling was more than two feet above the level of the water, he alighted with his little charge—which he had never for an instant quitted—in safety upon it. ‘But I will tell you this, mon vieux. On a high chair behind a raised counter the stipendiary’s substitute regarded her malevolently over his glasses. Annabel ignored both the chair and the invitation. Three times he uttered a phrase: "A djinn in a blue-serge coat!" And each time he would follow it with a chuckle—the chuckle of a soul in damnation. “I can say no more.
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