” Anna laughed softly. Walpole's order to that effect—but not before. They were now in a sort of cellar, at one end of which was a door. His appetite was perfectly Gargantuan. At length, when he saw no escape from the inevitable, he took the four title pages from the manuscripts and typed new ones, substituting Taber for Spurlock. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. For a time he and Miss Klegg contradicted one another. ” She laid her hand softly upon his. . . From time to time the man below would shout, and the boy would let the threads go with the snap of a harpist, only to recover them instantly.
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