The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience. “I shall probably want you to come down to the ‘Unusual’ to-morrow morning,” he said. Her clock had stopped—stopped at the very hour on which she had quitted the Mint! She had not the heart to wind it up again. On his arrival at Dollis Hill, Mr. “Aunt!” she said, “I can’t—” Then she caught a wild appeal in her aunt’s blue eye, halted, and the door clicked upon them.
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