He could not see these two shrinking misses capering about in a nun’s habit and brandishing a defiant pistol. As usual Brendon lit the candles, and Sydney dragged out the spiritlamp and set it going. A nod was exchanged. He did not particularly care. "I had to give in to him. " "Not in the least," replied Shotbolt, creeping beneath the table; "there's my staff.
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