The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood. They walked side by side for a time. ’ ‘Sir!’ called Trodger, as the captain began to lead the young lady off. Clean water. Wood made no reply; but, hastily kissing his weeping daughter, and bidding her be of good cheer, hurried off. I have only just left Wych Street. Evidently her foresight has saved me a funeral. ’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips.
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