” “Served the beast right,” Ennison declared. He then scaled the northern tower, and made his way to the summit of that part of the prison which fronted Giltspur Street. No blowzy barmaids for him to-day: an American bar-keep to whom he could tell his troubles and receive the proper meed of sympathy. "Just in time," said the thief-taker. \"Thanks for lending me the clothes. ‘It was your son who left the place empty then?’ he asked. ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. ” “No you’re not.
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