"Let us in," said the Master, rapping his truncheon authoritatively against the boards, "or we'll force an entrance. " "How so?" asked the other, distrustfully. And then her pace slackened. If you don’t like it, I won’t be mad, I promise. She had, it was true, accepted doubtfully the pen he had offered. I cannot be intimate—’ stressing the word with a deep look ‘— with one I feel to be a stranger.
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