Farewell. ‘I do not believe you. She reached a tiny yellow-fronted cottage covered with flowering creepers, and entered the front room by the wide-open window. "Egad!" exclaimed Wood, "you've hit the right nail on the head, anyhow. ’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. ” “I’ll pay you if I have to work at shirt-making at threepence an hour.
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