” “Clear out?” cried Hetty. " "No. These little squares of coloured paper interested her mightily—hotel labels. "So, stir your stumps, Saint Giles; and, if you mean to lock us up, use despatch. She had just managed to reach it, grabbing for the handle, when the enemy’s cracked command halted her. He was manifestly exerting his mind for her, and she found herself fully disposed to justify his interest. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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