Immediately the "boy" went forth with his paper lantern, repeating a cry as he ran—warning to clear the way. Brendon and I returned from the ‘Unusual,’ and found him lying in my room shot through the lungs. His letter of credit; probably that was it; and, observing the strangeness of the room he was in, his first concern on returning to consciousness would naturally relate to his letter of credit. Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on through the rooms.
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