She cried as he watched, frozen to the ground. The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient. Swiftly he looked back to Melusine and found she had whisked to the window, dragging a pocket handkerchief from her sleeve and hastily blowing her nose. Sanguine they were not. Perhaps you'll call that charity: I call it defeating the ends of justice. On examining the door, he found it secured by a large rusty lock, which he endeavoured to pick with the nail he had just acquired; but all his efforts proving ineffectual, he removed the plate that covered it with the bar, and with his fingers contrived to draw back the bolt.
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