When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. " "Rollo!" There were no locks or panelled doors in the bungalow; and Rollo was aware of it. Of what was she thinking? She must rescue herself. ” His father said. He walked through the misty September night to his rooms. He was therefore obliged to use the iron bar, which he did with as much caution as circumstances would permit. “Forgive me,” he said, “but I want to hear it from your sister. " While he was thus musing, he fancied he heard the lock tried. The evenings were beginning to draw out, and it would not be dark for an hour.
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