What does it matter? I am not a pauper, Annabel. But Sheppard answered for him. “I should really like to find somewhere to stay, if it was only for a few nights. She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. Her aunt glanced up startled, and then sat very still, with hands that had ceased to work. "Don't touch me. When he left these premises, three years ago, I took them from him; or rather—to deal frankly with you,—he placed me in them rent-free, for, I'm not ashamed to confess it, I've had losses, and heavy ones; and, if it hadn't been for him, I don't know where I should have been. These were the Master's body-guard. H’m. I'm going through his pockets. "Mac, you old son-of-a-gun!" "Got a man's breakfast?" McClintock demanded to know.
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