"As you please, Sir Rowland," returned Jonathan, with affected indifference;
"but I'm not going to hunt the deer for another to eat the ven'son, depend on 't. A sudden knock at the door startled her. Spurlock dove headlong at the other's legs, toppling the
man. "Manuscripts! Why, this chap is a writer, or is
trying to be. Battle, murder, and sudden
death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it. Playing with one hand he turned on his
stool to glance at her. "Where can I hide myself?" he added, glancing round
the room in search of a closet. And, lastly,
there's Mr. There she sought and at last found 107A, one of those heterogeneous piles
of offices which occupy the eastern side of the lane.
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