She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. What she had termed illuminative now appeared to be only another phase of the mystery which enveloped the child. She sat herself upon the bed. Melusine did not pause, but reached down to grasp the hilt of his sword and lift it. Nothing disheartened by this survey, Jack set to work upon the lock, which he attacked with all his implements;—now attempting to pick it with the nail;— now to wrench it off with the bar: but all without effect. He fancied that when they had had time to reflect, they would regret it still more. She struggled not to be afraid. The action steadied him; and there was a phase of irony, too, that helped. Is it an old ring?” he asked, returning it.
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