"You are cousin to the housebreaker, Jack Sheppard. "Here I am, Captain," cried a voice from without. The entire city seemed to exist for beauty and art alone. But he seized the chance to entrap her fingers, fan and all, and look deeply into her eyes. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. It rained heavily all day, so he did not stir forth. I barely prevailed sometimes, but in the end, my wits were faster than their steel. They vanished through the doorway.
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