Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. I want to know—just as much as I can. The aunt rushed over to her nephew, knelt and wrapped him in her arms. “You’ll do no such thing, Sheila. ” The three men, who had arrived within a minute or two of one another, received her little speech in dead silence. ’ ‘I still think you ought to have waited, miss. ’ ‘Sir!’ called Trodger, as the captain began to lead the young lady off.
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