” She rang the bell, and he waited by her side until she was admitted to the tall, gloomy lodging-house. His curiosity, his literary instincts, had been submerged by the recurring thought of the fool he had made of himself. After a careful search below, he could detect no trace of Blueskin. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face.
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