He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. His glances were hard to disguise as he scanned her periodically during class. "Von't you hear me?—ough! ough!" demanded Sharples, after a pause. ’ The familiar hollow opened up inside Melusine’s chest, and she could not prevent the husky note that entered her voice. "Mercy on us! Well, I thought their manners quite out o' the common. And now let's go back to the Shovels, and finish our brandewyn and bier, Muntmeester.
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