" "No more!" cried Griffin, incredulously; "I should have thought you must have made double that sum at least. " "So she may," returned Jack, brightening up; "it's a good idea. Melusine fetched her stool and plonked it down next to her great-aunt’s chair. Wood, severely, "and go to bed. The hard work will be his, until we yank this young fellow back from the brink. Do help me, Lady Ferringhall.
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