’ ‘How could he when he didn’t even handle it himself? Went off, I told you, and left it all to me. Again having recourse to the centre-bit,—for Winifred's door was locked,—Jack had nearly cut out a panel, when a sudden outcry was raised in the carpenter's chamber. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. "What are you waiting for?" asked Jack, impatiently. There was no one at all in this room, but through the half-open door of one of the small apartments that gave upon it she had a glimpse of two very young girls sitting at a littered table and writing briskly.
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