"
"Loves!" echoed Winifred, slightly colouring. Oh, the beautiful books! Romance, adventure, love
stories! She gathered up the books in her arms and cuddled them, as a mother
might have cuddled a child. Occasionally the flames would bend, twist and writhe crazily
as the punka-boy bestirred himself. "
"That fiend is ever in my path," exclaimed Mrs. "
"Don't say anything about it, dear Mrs. "
"As you please, Sir,—provided you don't let him off. “Are these ordinary sapphires?” she said. But these fears, like those he had recently experienced, speedily vanished, and
he prepared to return to the roof, congratulating himself that owing to the
opportune falling of the bricks, he had in all probability escaped serious injury.
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