’ ‘What if she goes back to Charvill?’ demanded Roding. “Oh, you can act!” she cried. “Looooo-ceeeeee!!” He yelled, sounding like Desi Arnaz. " "It's a queer girl. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. Ain’t enough as I’ve got militiamen quartered on me this se’ennight, lazing about all day, eating me out of house and home and drinking my liquor into the bargain. "Eh-day! what's this?" cried Wood, looking up from beneath his spectacles. “Thanks to you. E. He daren't quarrel with me: and if he does, let him look to himself.
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