Vol.1 f.054 recto

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After a long and patient contemplation of the golden key, and many such backward glances, Gabriel stepped into the road, and stole a look at the upper windows. One of them chanced to be thrown open at the moment, and a roguish face met his; a face lighted up by the loveliest pair of sparkling eyes that ever locksmith looked upon; the face of a pretty, laughing, girl; dimpled and fresh, and healthful -- the very impersonation of good-humour and blooming beauty.
" Hush!' she whispered, bending forward and pointing archly to the window underneath. " Mother is still asleep.'
"Still, my dear,' returned the locksmith in the same tone. "You talk as if she had been asleep all night, instead of little more than half an hour. But I'm very thankful. Sleep's a blessing -- no doubt about it.' The last few words he muttered to himself.
"How cruel of you to keep us up so late this morning,

After a long and patient contemplation of the golden key, and many such backward glances, Gabriel stepped into the road, and stole a look at the upper windows. One of them chanced to be thrown open at the moment, and a roguish face met his; a face lighted up by the loveliest pair of sparkling eyes that ever locksmith looked upon; the face of a pretty, laughing, girl; dimpled and fresh, and healthful -- the very impersonation of good-humour and blooming beauty.
" Hush!' she whispered, bending forward and pointing archly to the window underneath. " Mother is still asleep.'
"Still, my dear,' returned the locksmith in the same tone. "You talk as if she had been asleep all night, instead of little more than half an hour. But I'm very thankful. Sleep's a blessing -- no doubt about it.' The last few words he muttered to himself.
"How cruel of you to keep us up so late this morning,