Clotilde rushed out of the house, carrying her boy and tugging her girl by the ear. “It was unpleasant while it lasted, but it is over —and my toasted scones are delicious. "You'd better surrender quietly, Jack," he cried; "you've no chance. “Your mother was a Gypsy. ’ ‘Who were they?’ she asked abruptly.
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