‘It weren’t my wish, miss, I can tell you that. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. Sheppard. I go back about once a year. ” “What do you want?” he asked, bluntly.
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