‘He arst me to find him someone who might go with you. "I can't help thinking of it, Sir," answered the widow. ” She brought her knees up to her chest, and rocked back and forth like a small child. 13 with a latchkey went humming lightly up to her room. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber, if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly person entirely obscured the view. The rogue took everything we had. Fancy, as they say hereabouts!" What had aroused this open-air monologue was a small tin sign in a window. You see, my riddle is solved. While they were thus occupied, a maid-servant entered the room, and stated that a person was without who had a packet for Captain Darrell, which must be delivered into his own hands.
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