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Updated: June 2, 2025
"Wait until I finish my discourse," smiled Grace, "then you shall hear what Patience, the All Wise, thinks of her." She went over rather hurriedly her recognition of "Larry, the Locksmith" in the streets of Overton, of how she had trailed him within sight of his hiding place, and of her tardy remembrance of her promise to her father.
In this short interval the knocking came again, and a voice close to the window a voice the locksmith seemed to recollect, and to have some disagreeable association with whispered 'Make haste. The words were uttered in that low distinct voice which finds its way so readily to sleepers' ears, and wakes them in a fright.
They tore down the church next door and the buildings on Houston Street, and filled what had been the yard, or court, of the tenements with débris that reached halfway to the roof, so that the old locksmith, if he wished to go out or in, must do so by way of the third-story window, over a perilous path of shaky timbers and sliding brick.
The king's manners were such that it was difficult to say whether he cared about anybody, except, indeed, one person; and that person was not the queen, nor his aunts, nor his children, but a locksmith of the name of Gamin.
This is a picturesque tale of the consequences of wealth attained by the aid of the supernatural which hangs about the ancient village of Endenich, near Bonn, where at the end of the seventeenth century there dwelt a certain sheriff and his son, Konrad, who was a locksmith by trade.
She wished to make sure that there was in the vicinity no smithy, no locksmith, no stables, no stone-breaker's yard, no slaughter-house nor mill, no school, and particularly no waterfall. The answer from the widow, very prettily expressed, contained the agreeable assurance, that not one of these dreaded nuisances was to be found in her neighborhood.
"Come with me, sir; compel them to show us the trunk, and send for a locksmith to open it. Here is the authority a search warrant given me by the investigating magistrate to use in case of necessity. Let us lose no time. I have a cab at the door." "We will start at once," said the commissary.
And now, Mr Varden, all exaggeration and embellishment apart, said Sir John Chester, confidentially, as he sipped his chocolate, 'what kind of place IS Newgate? 'A strange place, Sir John, returned the locksmith, 'of a sad and doleful kind. A strange place, where many strange things are heard and seen; but few more strange than that I come to tell you of. The case is urgent. I am sent here.
'Sir, returned the locksmith, 'she herself prevented me held me, with all her strength, and hung about me until he had got clear off. And having gone so far, he related circumstantially all that had passed upon the night in question. This dialogue was held in a low tone in the locksmith's little parlour, into which honest Gabriel had shown his visitor on his arrival.
At this moment two policemen appeared, preceded by a locksmith armed with a bunch of keys, and a little man with a shrewd, sharp appearance, wearing spectacles, and a hat from under which fell blond curls. The commissioner of police probably. "On which story?" he asked the concierge. "On the first." "Come with us."
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