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Cecil came into the room abruptly, and closed the door behind him. He was breathing quickly as though he had been running. His lips were a little parted, and in his eyes shone an unmistakable expression of fear. Forrest and the Princess both looked towards him apprehensively.
"What is it, Cecil? " the latter asked quickly. "You are a fool to go about the house looking like that."