On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence. In reply to this summons a horn was instantly blown at the corner of the street. ” He extended his hand. Diane did not hear the footsteps on her brick patio or the audible click of the back door lock being compromised.
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