Her sense of humour could not wholly resist his abnormal gravity. She complained of the crowded cities, dismayed that the people were repopulating them like rabbits. Mercifully, John had been sick for two of the three days of Thanksgiving week, giving her reprieve from both his presence and the machinations of Katy Pfister, who was always less active on days when he was not around. The resemblance was amazing! And some man—he was good-looking—was in the background. "I was not aware that Jonathan Wild was an acquaintance of yours, Mr. . ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. ’ She jumped up, and moved impatiently to the door. She would just have to show up and hope for the best.
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