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Mrs. Wilson turned to the door, wiped her red face on her apron, and finished emptying a pan of hot cookies into the stone crock, before answering, sternly: "Which one?" Maurice asked sarcastically. "The good one er the blacked one?" Whilst they waited for Sir William the conversation turned upon his son..
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"You may succeed," she replied, "but I'm afraid you would have to know Billy a long time to know him well." "Not to my husband, sir, who naturally thought the matter all right, and said he would be on board at half-past seven." Half an hour later, seated about the roaring fire in Stanhope's cottage, huge cups of hot coffee on their knees, the venturesome strangers seemed none the worse for their trying experience. The larger of the two, a powerfully-built man with pleasant clean shaven face and keen blue eyes, turned now to Stanhope. "Remarkable," murmured Mr. Johnston. "Remarkable, indeed!".
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