’ At a quarter past eleven I returned here with this gentleman, Mr. Wood's famous 'prentice?" "What apprentice?" asked the stranger, in surprise. The woman shrugged her shoulders. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. ” “Do you mean,” Courtlaw asked, “that from now to the end of the six months you do not wish to see us—any of us?” Her eyes were a little dim again. It was not possible for him to have been deceived. As to his mother, I've no pity for her.
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