I've come all these miles for this young fellow; but I don't cotton to the idea of lallygagging four weeks in this burg. ‘Come, Jacques, mon pauvre,’ she uttered, and reached for the lad again, hardly aware of the muted sounds of running feet and much banging and crashing beyond the secret door. “Sure, I guess so.
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