" "Who are you?" ejaculated Trenchard, scarcely able to credit his senses. “Yeah. " "So it seems," observed the woollen-draper, "and for every one else, too. You’d think he wanted to meet the wretch again. Outside stood a stocky, combat boot-clad girl of seventeen with a teased mass of spiky bottle-black hair. ” Then he went on to say: “Well, you’ve had your little adventure, and I hope now you’ve had enough of it. ” He replied lightly and stepped towards her. His hand shook so violently that he dropped the handkerchief; and he let it lie on the floor because he dared not stoop. A man as rich as you are ought to have a thousand-ton yacht. Section 1.
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