It was a neat, efficient-looking room, with a writing-table placed with a business-like regard to the window, and a bookcase surmounted by a pig’s skull, a dissected frog in a sealed bottle, and a pile of shiny, black-covered note-books. He may not be able to eat tin-cans, but he tries to. "This your regular business?" "For the present. " "I, a thief?" "Aye; thief, Roundhead and all. “Ah, Vee,” he said, “that’s better! and kissed her back rather clumsily. And thus he was once more free, having effected one of the most wonderful escapes ever planned or accomplished. It's a mighty quare 'un, though.
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