"Heed her not. I don’t mind it. She padded up the stairs to the bedroom, finding that her sheets had been changed with a fresh pillow case to welcome her weary head. And for me there is only one treasure-house. What is he—English or American?" "American. She turned there, clasped her hands behind her back and put up her chin. A white apron was tied round his waist, and into the apron was thrust a short thick truncheon, which looked very much like a rolling-pin.
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