Now, for the cage, my pretty canary-bird. She seemed to think he was merely the paymaster, handing over the means of her freedom. She went about in a negligent November London that had become very dark and foggy and greasy and forbidding indeed, and tried to find that modest but independent employment she had so rashly assumed. She had eaten little or no tea, and her mid-day meal had been worse than nothing. ” Ennison’s voice shook a little. Perhaps Sir John is going to take the other one under his wing.
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