“I beg your pardon,” he said, “but you appear to be a fellow countrywoman of mine, and in some distress. "Them's catchpoles, I s'pose, Sir, arter the gemman with a writ?" he observed. This is also the ragged edge of the world, too. ’ Melusine’s eyes narrowed and she drew back. He was a Wiltshire Edmondshaw, a very old family. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. ‘Now see here, missie.
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