"My name is Darrell," said the fugitive hastily. Gently she raised his head and withdrew the coat from under the pillow. He will have it that I’ve taken leave of my senses. It is no good waiving the thing; it is true. You're a queer lad. " "Let them attempt it, if they dare!" cried Mrs. Opposite, his pupil stood with bowed head and clasped hands. ” She smiled grimly at the recollection of that lunch—tea and roll at a cheap café.
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