Mr. I get your side all right. Chapter XVI THE DISCOMFITURE OF SIR JOHN Sir John looked from one to the other of the two sisters. " "My writing! no such thing!" ejaculated the lady, casting a look of alarm at the woollen-draper. Half an hour's labour, during which he was obliged more than once to pause to regain breath, sufficed to make a hole wide enough to allow a passage for his arm up to the elbow. ” She leaned back amongst the cushions of her chair. “Very well,” she would say, “then I must go. Almost simultaneously they burst out laughing. ” He whispered to himself as her eyes bulged, arms flying furiously. Above the work-table was a drop-light—kerosene.
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