" CHAPTER XI. She read the policeman’s rueful glance when she caught his refection in his rearview mirror. ” “Some little tiff?” “No; but I don’t think I shall see them. ’ ‘That depends, that does,’ said Trodger guardedly. "There's the house," said Jack, pointing to a pretty cottage, the small wooden porch of which was covered with roses and creepers, with a little trim garden in front of it. He stirred continually, thrusting his legs about and flinging his arms above his head. The poor fellow's half smothered. Mr. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. He embraced her small body in his arms, kissing her forehead over and over. ” “And you?” asked David Courtlaw.
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