He glanced up, arose, and went up the three flights of stairs to the roof.

Half a dozen birds rose and fluttered around him as he opened the trap; one door in their cote at the rear of the building was closed.

Mr.Wynne opened this door, reached in and detached a strip of tissue paper from the leg of a snow-white pigeon.

He unfolded it eagerly; on it was written: Safe.
I love you.

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