She moved forward almost indiscernibly, a millimeter. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. With a curt command to her cavalier to get up on the box and give the direction to the interested coachman, he jumped in beside the girl and shut them both into privacy. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I haven’t had a minute’s peace. She seized the key, and he grasped her hand and squeezed it roughly and painfully between the handle and the ward as she tried to turn it. We felt like thieves.
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