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‘Precisely. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a
chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's
'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. Their subsequent conversation is outside the scope of our story. “He’s a Fellow of the Royal Society, and he can’t be much over thirty,” said
Miss Klegg. Drummond, who had been about to speak, refrained. The knots
and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the
fields behind, were still to be traced. “She is an extremely attractive girl,” she said; and added, “to some people. . The sunshine broke across each shoulder, one lance
striking the yellow face of a Chinaman, queueless and dressed in European
clothes, the other lance falling squarely upon the face of the man he had
journeyed thirteen thousand miles to find. There was a man, a boy, and a
woman. “Why on earth did you TELL me?” he cried. The dog-fox cannot be far off, since the cub is found. “Are you free tomorrow? Should I call?” He asked.
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