"Do you think I'd part with the sweetest morsel of revenge on those terms? No! But I'll have the secret out of you by other means. But how to avail himself of it was the question, for in his present garb he was sure to be recognised. I'm not quite such a greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. She sat perfectly still, however. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. “Come, we must go home and have some luncheon.
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