"How go you like your quarters, sauce-box?" asked Sharples, in a jeering tone. “Was he really?” She asked, waiting on baited breath. Laying these carefully aside, he restored the drawer to its place. "Speak out—don't be alarmed," said Wood, in a kind and encouraging tone. Taber," said the manager. She hoped the lights would become hot enough to melt her into the floor.
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