Moving back to the corner again, she ran a hand back over the leather-bound books—which, she realised, were not books at all. CHAPTER XIII. Besides—there is Sir John. good at that. "It is droll," he said. “No. You only mean a secret for a little time?” “Just for a little time,” she said; “yes. "Good night, Master. "You!" cried Jack, scornfully. " The answer to this request was a "smack" of a very different description, bestowed upon Sheppard's outstretched face by the little damsel, as she ran out of the room.
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