With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured. There was a maiden aunt who lived in the North who might let her live there for a few weeks until she disappeared. They had a universe to talk about—two universes. This getting up at dawn—real dawn—and working until seven was a distinct novelty. CHAPTER I.
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