"If I were your father, young gentleman," returned Jackson, enraged at the interruption, "I'd teach you not to speak till you were spoken to. ” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. " "I see through your design, Jack," returned the carpenter, gravely; "but I don't like under-hand work. CHAPTER XXI. ‘Where was I? Oh yes. Sheppard.
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