" "My negligence, Mr. Pierre. ‘Yes, miss. Sheppard," said Wood, glancing round the chamber, as he expanded his palms before the scanty flame. They sat down in a covered pavilion that housed a grimy picnic table and a dingy fire pit. Unless he deserts the girl, he won't be so hard to find as formerly. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. “It sounds too ridiculous.
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