Now, for the cage, my pretty canary-bird. Spurlock bent his head to the rail. ‘Though he didn’t mean it. “I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. “I have had adventures—oh, more than one, I can assure you. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the day we first spoke to one another.
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