" "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. ” It was a long, meandering talk, stupid, shameful, and unavoidable. She wondered occasionally why his mind needed so much distraction. "How old are you?" demanded Miss Prudence. "Strange!" observed the Master; "I thought he'd been at my elbow all this time. Spare me, and I'll be quiet—quiet —quiet!" "Mother!" said Jack, advancing towards her. "Where?" she cried. ‘Something wrong, madame?’ Her fan came up swiftly, hiding the lower part of her face. " "Why didn't he arrest Mr.
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