The latter no sooner beheld him than he dashed hastily into an adjoining room. Not a word had been exchanged between the two boys on the road. ” “It isn’t,” said Mr. ” “You are sure that he asked for me—not for Annabel?” “Certain,” Courtlaw answered. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac.
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