He got out in much the same way from the Gatehouse,—stole the keys, and passed through a room where I was sitting half-asleep in a chair. ” With a swift movement she gained the bell and rang it. ” Part 9 “All sorts of things we’re going to do,” said Capes; “all sorts of times we’re going to have. ‘What the devil do you think you’re doing?’ protested Hilary angrily. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. " "Not a farthing more, I assure you," rejoined Ireton, pettishly; "we're all on the square here. Lady Trafford, supposed to be childless, broken in health and spirits, frail both in mind and body, is not likely to make another marriage. ILLUSTRATED WITH SCENES FROM THE PHOTOPLAY PRODUCED BY DISTINCTIVE PICTURES CORPORATION NEW YORK GROSSET & DUNLAP PUBLISHERS THE RAGGED EDGE CHAPTER I The Master is inordinately fond of young fools.
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