Mrs. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. She propped a pillow against his padded headboard and sat herself into a stiff upright position, legs expertly crossed. “Very well,” he said. I’ll have to make a visit out of town. ’ ‘And you do not know me.
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