" "My writing! no such thing!" ejaculated the lady, casting a look of alarm at the woollen-draper. I've been hunting for this particular job for a thousand years!" She smiled a little sadly over this fine enthusiasm; for in her wisdom she had a clear perception where it would eventually end—in the veranda chair. " "Are you man, or fiend?" exclaimed Trenchard, staring at the stranger, as he concluded his narration.
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