“None, I thank you,” he answered. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. Gerald at once lowered his voice to that intimate level again, and leaned towards her. " He passed it over; and Ruth read: To be opened in case of my death and the letter inside forwarded to the address thereon. Instead of passing on, as Jack expected, these persons stopped opposite the cage, when one of them, as he judged from the sound, for he did not dare to look out of his hiding place, dismounted. “Why not?” he exclaimed. There was the motor accident, too.
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