He was accompanied by a young man of about
seven-and-twenty, who carried his easel, set it in its place, laid the canvass upon
it, opened the paint box, took out the brushes and palette, and, in short, paid him
the most assiduous attention. It was cheating, pitiful cheating. Mr. Annabel shook her head. ‘They weren’t no soldiers. I will not be sent away. She opened her mouth and inhaled water. "
"Mr. Sometimes we had the Illustrated London News and Tit-Bits. . ”
She awoke out of a doze, as though she had never been sleeping. "There, he's as safe as Jack Sheppard in the Condemned Hould," laughed the
man. Quite!”
He sat in the arm-chair and took tea, and consumed several of the extra cakes
which she had sent out for and talked to her and expressed himself, looking very
earnestly at her with his deep-set eyes, and carefully avoiding any crumbs on his
mustache the while. “Do not be frightened, dear,” she said.
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