276 He opened the box. She would be in the library, her favorite place, or on the bench by the colored glass window with her embroidery. "More than three hundred weight, Sir," replied the man. With his chisel so fine, tra la! "There!" cried the boy, leaping from the stool, and drawing back a few paces on the bench to examine his performance,—"that'll do. Her hair got loose, her hat came over one eye, and she had no arm free to replace it. Occasionally she would be missing a sock or a bra, so she took to storing those things in her gym locker. ’ Amusement flickered in Gerald’s breast. You have all the instinctive dexterity of parasites. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me.
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