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face—for Hereford could not see clearly whether the man was white or a Javanese—but the manner of his half turning about, instantly recalled to Hereford the tall man always keeping in the shadow whom he had studied in the street below his apartment half an hour before. Again, as when he saw him before, Hereford's impulse was to follow; but recalling Lorine in the next room, he hurried back.
Whether, in the moment during which the recognition of the figure in the hall had thrown him off guard, Lorine had improved the opportunity to look behind the doors of his vault, he could not know. He found her just as he left her, interestedly, half quizzically going over the items of the lists he put before her. So far from noticing any
