’ ‘Pah! Am I a fool? Have you not this moment past said how he did not?’ Agitation sent her to her feet. Pramlay received them in the pretty chintz drawing-room, which opened by French windows on the trim garden, with its croquet lawn, its tennis-net in the middle distance, and its remote rose alley lined with smart dahlias and flaming sunflowers. It was a haunted place. . . Shotbolt that if he, or any other person, takes Jack Sheppard before to-morrow morning, I'll double it. She thought gleefully of the dress she would get to wear for the Ball (Prom?) and could not wait to tell her foster family about how excited she was.
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