And don’t tell me what you’ve been up to, dashing off to Remenham House with that Kimble lad, and Lord knows what besides, because I don’t want to know. I want him as my friend. She made a few protests, a few excuses for her action in accepting him, a few lame explanations, but he did not heed them or care for them. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. Not much to his surprise, Jack Kimble shook his head. He ventured to the great gates, and by inserting his gimblets into the wood at intervals, so as to form points upon which he could rest his foot, he contrived, to ascend them; and when at the top, having fastened a portion of his dress to the spikes, he managed, not without considerable risk, to draw up his female companion. I worshipped her and subdued myself. E below.
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