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Wood, the carpenter, who formerly resided here, is still living?" "If you feel any anxiety on his account, Sir, I'm happy to be able to relieve it," answered Kneebone, readily. ” “Just as you wish,” Mr. ’ The sharp eyes twinkled. Chapter XXX SIR JOHN’S NECKTIE Sir John, in a quiet dark travelling suit, was sitting in a pokey little room writing letters. I loitered in the shop as you chatted with the butcher’s girl. “I’ve been through all that,” she went on, after a pause. If by any chance I have made a mistake a word will bring me to you. She felt much better. You have nothing more to fear from Wild. But she was not sure just how to reach it. Away off in the fields the bluesmocked peasants bent still at their toil. You cannot tell whether you know him or not until you have seen him. She let out a delighted laugh. ’ There was a silence.
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