He never felt any need to explain himself. There was no need of sowing suspicion when he wasn't really certain there were grounds for it. Wood. The pole-chair caravan resumed its journey. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time. "I shall be able to stretch my limbs presently—ha! ha!" "Hush!" cried Kneebone, "I hear a noise without. Wood. "I've been wondering, until this morning, if you were real. “Some day,” she answered.
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