She kissed him with a closed mouth, not as recklessly as she was tempted to do. She galloped up the small stairs, hearing that Shari had finally risen. ” “It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. Had Gosse taken it as he escaped? What could she do? Gosse now knew that she was the daughter of Mary Remenham. Either she had been seen, or they were seeking the air. Her little bedsitting-room was like a lair, and she went out from it into this vast, dun world, with its smoke-gray houses, its glaring streets of shops, its dark streets of homes, its orange-lit windows, under skies of dull copper or muddy gray or black, much as an animal goes out to seek food.
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