. ” He drew a little nearer to her. ‘But I ain’t been idle, miss, I swear it. "Hear! hear!" vociferated Quilt. ” He faced her doggedly. ‘Laisse-moi,’ she threw at him, her brief attack of sobs already ended, although the trace of tears on her cheeks bore witness to its sincerity. “I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. She wrote it down.
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