“I wonder what he takes me for?” When presently she got down from the stile a certain note of internal conflict, a touch of doubt, had gone from her warm-tinted face. “No, she just worries that I’ll go Satanic and start chomping the heads off of bats and mice or something. I’ve got nothing to do for a month but think. ‘So now we come to it. The occasion is worth a dash of the grape, lad. ” She answered solemnly. “I do not lay claim,” he continued, “to any remarkable amount of insight, but it is possible, is it not, that I have stumbled upon your present cause of distress. "What do you want fot that coat, friend?" asked Jack, as he came up.
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