Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. She looked at him gravely and squinted. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. "As it's getting late, and the porter may be gone to bed," he observed; "I'll take the pass-key, and let myself in. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. . I picked up her handkerchief on the floor.
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