’ ‘What young lady?’ demanded a voice from the back of the hall. Even then it sent Spurlock spinning backward, to crash against the wall. Drawing a pistol, and unclosing his lantern with the quickness of thought, he then burst through an open trap-door into a small loft. But he was now too deeply moved to trace a certain unsatisfactoriness to its source in a mixture of metaphors. " "Lord bless us! you alarm me. . Her fancy dress, save for the green-gray stockings, the pseudo-Turkish slippers, and baggy silk trousered ends natural to a Corsair’s bride, was hidden in a large black-silk-hooded operacloak.
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