Sheppard's ward, Sir. ’ Charvill eyed the girl with resentment. He gave her one of the sweaty red cans. She felt that there was a hidden meaning under his words. I was the last on board. Bowing to the stranger, the woollen-draper very politely requested to know his business. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. "Not proud in the least, I declare. At length he proceeded toward McClintock's bungalow, drawn by the lights and the sound of music. He continued alternately to be tossed in the air, or rolled in the kennel until he was borne out of sight.
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