The slow stars circled on to the moment of their meeting. "Lean on me," said Jack. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. At last she glanced at a little clock in the corner of the room, and sprang to her feet. Lucy was sent reeling into a stone wall, which she hit with a great thud. She had resisted as long as she could; then she had stolen over. “I am afraid,” she said, “that he must have a skeleton key to these rooms.
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