“What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?”
The girl shook her head. En tout cas, why had he not returned? She pondered the question as, later, she
paced about her favourite retreat. The subterranean level of the
Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury
known to mankind. Earles protested, seating himself before the desk, and
dipping his pen in the ink. He smiled. "
"As many as you please," replied Wood, walking towards the chimney-piece,
and taking down a constable's, staff, which hung upon a nail. She tightened her bandage and sat back, biting her
lip. ” She said. She munched her bland Whopper as he wolfed three
in a row, stuffing his mouth with half a dozen French
fries at a time. She speedily reached
her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village. “But we only aid the beccamorti by giving them our
business! I refuse to pay exorbitant prices for wood
coffins and burial for lesser servants who could just as
easily be dragged into the pit! Let the dead bury the
dead!”
“You fool! It is the gross lack of sanitation you speak
of that has brought us to this very end.
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