“Was he really?” She asked, waiting on baited breath. 5. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit. ” “You mean—you think——” “Hush! I think that he was concealed in my room, and Annabel and he met there. One’s got to be a better man than one’s father, or what is the good of successive generations? Life is rebellion, or nothing. He looked at her in some embarrassment. ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green.
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