Guy Hammersley; or, Clearing his Name — page 200: what you’re looking at

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GUY HAMMERSLEY. IQI CHAPTER XXIX. GUY FINDS SOMETHING UNEXPECTEDLY. ‘‘Wny did you lock that front door when you came | in?” the old gentleman was calling out, repeating the phrase over and over, as is the habit with those whose minds are unbalanced. Poor Amy, nearly fainting with terror, fell prostrate on the divan in the bay window, with her mother at her side trying to keep her courage up. ‘‘Don’'t be frightened,” said Guy. ‘‘ I don’t think he’s of the sort to grow suddenly violent. Ifpossible, don’t let him see that you are afraid of him. What I can’t understand is what he means by my locking the door. How could I do that when I put the key under the rug outside, as he told me to?” By this time the major had reached the room where they were. As soon as he saw them he walked straight up to Guy, and taking him by the lapels of his coat, looked him straight in the eye as he de- manded : ‘‘ Let me have that key out of your pocket!” ‘¢ What key ?” asked Guy, in order to gain time. ‘‘The key to the front door, to be sure.” Gomichboo cS (E(0) mn