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"Are you not a New Orleans boy?" she asked as I lifted my képi and drew rein.

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"One too modest," I murmured, "to know her own portrait." I clutched the braid emotionally and let it go intending to retake it; but she dropped it behind her and said I was too imaginative to be safe.

"About an hour and a quarter."

It was the envelope which had contained Coralie Rothvelt's pass. Its four flaps were spread open, and on the inside was scrawled in a large black writing the following:

"Halt! Turn as I turn, and keep your eye on this."

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