That boy was the carpenter's apprentice, Jack Sheppard. I know my son's voice too well. I hope you will always remember——” Annabel held out her hands with a little cry of protest. An early bird clarinetist burst through in a long black skirt, swishing like a bell. Only your horror of a grandfather insisted on coming with me, so I had to wait for him to be ready and travel at his pace. “Can you spare me a moment?” he asked. Particularly when it was obvious the fellow was one of these pitiful wretches weak enough to allow themselves to be ousted from their inheritances and thus obliged to come seeking succour of their neighbours. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears.
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