“Don’t you care for Mr. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. It was not without considerable demur and delay on the part of Sharples that the carpenter and his companion could gain admittance to the round-house. “Stop it!. ” Annabel’s hand stole into his. The lady whose husband had been Mayor of Hartlepool looked at Anna and sniffed. ‘Can’t have been a common housebreaker, you see,’ Hilary explained to Lucilla, quite unnecessarily.
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