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thoughtfully, and then said slowly and with great deliberation: "Ef
there's any little thing here, miss,--any keepsakes or such trifles
ez you keer for in partickler, things you wouldn't like strangers to
have,--you just make a little pile of 'em and drop 'em down somewhere
outside the back door. There ain't no inventory taken nor sealin' up
of anythin' done just yet, though I have to see there ain't anythin'
disturbed. But I kalkilate to walk out on that veranda for a spell
and look at the landscape." He paused again, and said, with a sigh of
satisfaction, "It's a mighty pooty view out thar; it just takes me every
time."

As he turned and walked out through the French window, Cissy did not
for a moment comprehend him; then, strangely enough, his act of rude
courtesy for the first time awakened her to the full sense of the
situation. This house, her father's house, was no longer hers! If her
father should NEVER return, she wanted nothing from it, NOTHING! She
gripped her beating heart with the little hand she had clinched so
valiantly a moment ago. Suddenly her hand dropped. Some one had glided
noiselessly into the back room; a figure in a blue blouse; a Chinaman,
their house servant, Ah Fe. He cast a furtive glance at the stranger on
the veranda, and then beckoned to her stealthily. She came towards him
wonderingly, when he suddenly whipped a note from his sleeve, and with
a dexterous movement slipped it into her fingers. She tore it open. A
single glance showed her a small key inclosed in a line of her father's
handwriting. Drawing quickly back into the corner, she read as follows:
"If this reaches you in time, take from the second drawer of my desk an
envelope marked 'Private Contracts' and give it to the bearer." There
was neither signature nor address.

Putting her finger to her lips, she cast a quick glance at the absorbed
figure on the veranda and stepped before the desk. She fitted the key
to the drawer and opened it rapidly but noiselessly. There lay
the envelope, and among other ticketed papers a small roll of	
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