“You little wretch!” she exclaimed weakly. Mind you don't stir till supper's over. Something in her voice and manner conveyed an effect of unwonted gravity to him. "Show me your warrant!" said Wood, almost driven to his wit's-end; "perhaps it isn't regular?" "Ask him who he is?" suggested Thames. All the same, I don’t admit it. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished.
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