“My arrival appears to be opportune,” he said stiffly. The sing-song girl, seeing Ruth, extended her hands and began to chatter rapidly. "Fire!—murder—thieves!—I've got one of 'em!" "Come along," cried Jack. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. There was absolute quiet.
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