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He’s a
prig to the finger-tips, is Sir John—doesn’t know what an artist is. Occasionally he relit his
pipe. They did not have to wait
long. “Don’t we all rather humbug about the coarseness? All we women, I mean,”
said she. "How long will he be laid up?"
"Three or four weeks, if he doesn't peg out during the night. I hope I haven't given any unintentional offence?" said
the widow, again meekly appealing to Wood. To her, marriage would be a buckler against the
two evils which pursued her. Wild had a narrow escape lately, in that affair of Captain Darrell," observed
Shotbolt. ” Mike knocked on the thin core door
that sealed her and Shari’s bedroom from the outside
world. I should have thought my note cleared up
everything. "Do they treat you ill?" asked her son. "And who is this Van Gal—Gal—what's his
outlandish name?"
"Van Galgebrok," replied the widow.
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