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Updated: May 16, 2025
Yes, I see where the lane turns; I see very well in the dark never fear only do not delay I am so glad you locked the alley-gate. They cannot come that way." "Of whom are you afraid, poor young lady? Nobody would harm you, I am sure; such a gentle, tender thing as you seem to be!" "Oh, yes! Fiends are on my track! Don't let them get possession of me again, Mr. Burress.
The doctor turned us all out of the room, and I waited with the boys out by the alley-gate until he came down-stairs and told us how badly Phil was burned. His front hair and eyebrows and beautiful long curly lashes were singed off, and his face was so full of powder that it was as speckled as a turkey egg. The grains would have to be picked out one by one, a slow and painful proceeding.
I can wait patiently until you secure your premises and and bring away the key." "I had meant to leave it here until my return, but you are right," speaking indulgently. "I suppose burglars are abroad on nights like this," and he quietly relocked the alley-gate.
Those neighbors whose openings commanded a view of the Dawson’s alley-gate might have noted the hired girl starting for the grocery with unusual animation of step, and returning with her basket well stocked with beer and soda bottles a provision made against a need for “dutch-cocktails,” likely to assail Jack during his hours of domesticity.
Turning his face away resolutely, he stalked down the narrow steps, and, without so much as a glance behind, hurried off toward the alley-gate. She watched him pass through it, a strange cramp of disappointment in her heart because he had resisted the temptation to look back at his judge. How long she stood there stark and silent she did not know. Brooks, the footman, was speaking to her.
At first he was tempted to go barefoot, but the November wind was chilly, although the sun shone, and he dared not risk it. It was ten o'clock by the court-house dial, and the bell was on the last stroke, when little Elsie held open the alley-gate and Phil trundled the red wheelbarrow through. I was perched on the music-box.
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