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Opening the door with his latch-key, he stumbled on Jube, the waiter, who backed away from him with something like a yell of fear, believing that his young master had come back in ghostly guise. "Shut up, you fool!" said George sternly. "Don't you know me?" "O Lawd, Lawd! you ain't a spook, Marse George?" "I'll box your ears in a way that will convince you " At this moment Dr.
This accomplished and cruising made possible, he took a flying trip to New York to secure such papers and valuables as he wished to carry out of the country with him. To enter his own door with his own latch-key, in the security and darkness of a stormy night, seemed to this self-confident man a matter of no great risk. Nor did he find it so.
I said, on the contrary, his memory for Jevons was perfect, and he looked at me charmingly and laughed. While he was laughing Viola came in. She had Jevons with her. It was evident that neither of them was prepared for Reggie Thesiger. They had let themselves in with a latch-key and come straight upstairs without encountering Mrs. Pavitt.
Instinctively she withdrew her hands from his clasp, and in her turn looked down. In this pause of embarrassment to both, Riccabocca let himself into the garden by his own latch-key, and, startled to see a man by the side of Violante, sprang forward with an abrupt and angry cry. Harley heard, and turned.
I always want to forget what I have been doing. I came in at half-past two, if you wish to know the exact time. I had left my latch-key at home, and my servant had to let me in. If you want any corroborative evidence on the subject, you can ask him." Lord Henry shrugged his shoulders. "My dear fellow, as if I cared! Let us go up to the drawing-room. No sherry, thank you, Mr. Chapman.
The strain of that rush through the night, expecting every moment that something would give way, had been tremendous, and the moment the tension was relaxed I shook like an aspen leaf. When I tried to get in at my own door I found I could not fit the latch-key, and was obliged to hand it to the detective.
"They happen to be mine," he answered calmly. "Yours!" She picked up a small latch-key from the desk. "This is number 11, isn't it?" she asked quickly. "No! Number 11 is the flat immediately overhead," he told her. She appeared unconvinced. "But I opened the door with this key," she declared. "Mr. Barnes and I have similar locks," he said.
It was the latch-key she had sent to Leo Ulford. "I can tell you he's sorry he ever saw that damned sorry," said Lord Holme. And he laughed. Lady Holme took the key up carefully and put it down on the sofa. She was realising something, realising that her husband was feeling happy. When she had laid down the key she looked up at him and there was an intense scrutiny in her eyes.
Pulling a bunch of keys from his pocket, the Duke ran up the steps. The inspector followed him. The Duke looked at the bunch, picked out the latch-key, and fitted it into the lock. It did not open it. He drew it out and tried another key and another. The door remained locked. "Let me, your Grace," said the inspector. "I'm more used to it. I shall be quicker."
The footman on the box sprang down. He heard her voice as she said "Good-by" to some one. The car rolled smoothly away. She crossed the pavement with an involuntary glance at the tall, approaching figure. "Jane!" he exclaimed. She stood quite still, with the latch-key in her hand. The car was out of sight now and they seemed to be almost alone in the street.
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