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To—to find myself. Scissors with which to cut her hair, just in case. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. He had been gone entirely one day, for yesterday afternoon he had departed from Remenham House, and she had waited with patience like a saint, and now it was again the afternoon. "But she is a dear," said Angelina, timidly. " "You'd better take care of your mother's son instead," rejoined Blueskin. A smile flickered upon her lips as she glanced towards Brendon, who was very serious indeed. If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible.
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