His face was half hidden under a freshly pipeclayed sola topee—sun-helmet. What would you? I cannot fight them all. “Suppose you call me by my proper name,” she said quietly. " CHAPTER V. Jack hastily retreated, and taking the first means of concealment that occurred to him, descended the cellar steps.
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