" "Well said, Jack," cried Figg. The hills surrounded her cave home protectively. I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. I've come all these miles for this young fellow; but I don't cotton to the idea of lallygagging four weeks in this burg. And then I came here. “I remember you now,” he said.
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