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“There is one thing I must concentrate on at the moment,” she told herself, “and
that is how to pay my next week’s bill to Mrs. Nobody toys with me. "
"It's a queer girl. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!"
What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window. One is always familiar
with the business of one’s neighbours. “You go home and think of all this,” he said, “and talk about it to-morrow. Wood," replied Jack, calmly. By your
own showing you are in easy circumstances,—for it is only natural to presume
that a man who owes nothing must be in a condition to pay liberally,—and you
cannot therefore feel the loss of such a trifle as ten guineas. "Saved!"
"Ay, ay, it's all bob, my covey! You're safe enough, that's certain!" responded the
Minters, baying, yelping, leaping, and howling around him like a pack of hounds
when the huntsman is beating cover; "but, where are the lurchers?"
"Who?" asked Wood. I have always understood
that men avoid like the plague a woman with a sense of humour. For a few
days he was able to relegate his conscience to the background. ‘Now then, Gerald, out with it. He did not think of her as a killer, he
could barely conceive it.
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