Sheppard. ’ ‘Who was to know if you would find your place?’ countered Martha. “He’s got almost to like it. He was staring at her, openly gaping. “Not a bit of it. ‘Parbleu,’ came indignantly from the lady. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. “I wonder,” he said, and went off at a tangent.
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