“Next door,” said a spectacled young person of seventeen or eighteen, with an impatient indication of the direction. She bolted upright as she heard footsteps rumble towards the door, cursing UPS for being so damn persistent in such foul weather. "I will swear it upon the cross!" "His name, then?" demanded the knight. Mrs. "There's Sharples," cried Quilt.
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