If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. "Get from under it, Jack!" vociferated Thames. ” She departed from the couch and went upstairs to find John. The teacher droned on and on about the mournful funerary love of Romeo and Juliet, a tale she had long since tired of. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit. “Well,” she said. He passed, and came loitering back and stood beside her, silently looking into her face. But let the horses be in readiness.
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