“I suppose a girl MUST be underpaid and sweated,” said Ann Veronica. Passing thought. And now the fiend Gosse had taken even that away from her. From McClintock's came an infernal tinkletinkle, tump-tump! There was no composing with such a sound hammering upon the ear. One Friday afternoon, in this pleasant month, it chanced that Mr. They then clambered over a hedge, and scaling another wall, got into the garden at the back of the house.
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