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“Not yet,” he said. After a
certain amount of manœuvring, however, he was induced to crawl around, and in
a few minutes came to stop again before a tall brightly-painted house, which
seemed like an oasis of colour and assertive prosperity in a long dingy row. ‘There’s no controlling you, is there?’ He held up his hands. It makes no difference. “Father,” she cried, “I have to live!”
He misunderstood her. She took it up in her many-ringed hands and read it judicially. ’
‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising
‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. ’
‘Get going, then,’ Trodger told his men.
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