’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. Charvill did nothing to ease their path and it was left to the man to open negotiations, which he did by producing a set of folded papers, slowly approaching the general, and holding them out at arms’ length. “Don’t you think I ought to?” she asked, very submissively.
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