Go to it. " The spinster had no retort to offer such directness. She was looking anxiously at the entrance to the restaurant. I can be that man, the one I know you want. “There is something to be said for the lady-like theory after all,” she admitted. " "I've just bethought me of a crib as'll serve their turn," interposed Sharples, "at any rate, they'll be out o' the vay, and as safe as two chicks in a coop. ‘How could I know that it is you?’ She peered at him in the darkness. Those were dreams. Better they should find the so-called Valade. She would not sleep for fear of losing a moment of that sense of his proximity.
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