She listened, listened intently for several minutes. " "No doubt, my dear," acquiesced the carpenter, "no doubt. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat. Not wisely but too well. The Bitchster strikes again. She remained by the door until the walls of the city swallowed the bobbing lantern. "Precisely.
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