Lucy's ears were singing. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. The sight of the thief-taker increased the fury of the mob to a fearful degree. He blushed, too, spiritually, as it were. When she spoke, her lips twitched. “You are positively eloquent to-night—both of you,” she declared.
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