And, in spite of the boy's resistance, he plunged his hands into his pockets, and drew forth the miniature. Raven locks fell to her shoulders from under the feathered beaver hat, and curled away down her back. “I wonder if they will seem altered,” she remarked for the third time. Just as Jack gained the entrance, he heard a man's footstep behind him, and aware that the slightest indiscretion would betray him, he halted, uncertain what to do.
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