Publisher's Synopsis
-And Mr. Joseph Walters is going to stay the night?- said the smooth clean-shaven man to his companion, an individual not of the most charming appearance, who had chosen to make his ginger-colored mustache merge into a pair of short chin-whiskers. The two stood at the hall door, grinning evilly at each other; and presently a girl ran quickly down, the stairs, and joined them. She was quite young, with a quaint and piquant rather than a beautiful face, and her eyes were of a shining hazel. She held a neat paper parcel in one hand, and laughed with her friends. -Leave the door open,- said the smooth man to the other, as they were going out. -Yes, by--,- he went on with an ugly oath.
