I will be as silent as the grave. And if she was ever found living in the area like that, homeless, John could somehow find out. She flew up the covered stairs and knocked upon his door. In vain did the woollendraper offer to set him free if he would restore the stolen article, or give up his associate, to whom it was supposed he might have handed it. ’ Joan nodded, her face still averted. He was tall and straight, and his expression was good.
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