"Arrest!" vociferated Wood. Michelle helped her mother clear the table and Lucy thanked her for the meal. He used to call it his fire-escape—ha! ha! I've often used the ladder for my own convenience, but I never expected to turn it to such good account. His diminutive hand flew out from behind his back like a wounded bird. “I throw it out in passing,” he said.
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