CHAPTER I.
Carefully locking the door of his little gable bedroom, Alec Stoker put down the cup of hot water he carried, and peered into the mirror above his wash-stand. Then, although he had come up-stairs fully determined to attempt his first shave, he stood irresolute, stroking the almost imperceptible down on his boyish lip and chin.
"It does make me look older, that's a fact," he muttered to his reflection in the glass. "Maybe I'd better...
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