“You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. A
cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by
her mewing to ask him for food. He won’t have menservants inside the house, and his collection of carriages
is only fit for a museum—where most of his friends ought to be, by-the-bye. Their chit-chat stopped when they
reached the bench. ‘It must be painful. She is English! I am
sure of that. "Come out!" roared Quilt, looking into the aperture. I’m a man, and
I know what I mean. There was something markedly and deliberately liberal-minded in his manner
in all their encounters. “I knew
that you waited at the farmhouse. I could not have
committed this robbery. She’s naïve, and
yet uncannily shrewd at times, and you daren’t rely on anything she says. "
"Mother be——!" returned Jack. “Never mind, old chap,” he declared.
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