She threw out a hand to stop herself from cannoning into them and, losing balance, tripped over her own petticoats and fell to the carpeted floor, her hat falling off as she did so. I thought Bess would have cried her pretty eyes out when she heard you was nabbed. And I passed myself off as Meysey Hill, and since—then—I haven’t had a minute’s peace. Then I tucked it nice and snug under the saddle-bag. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. "Let me see," replied Wood; "exactly twelve years ago last November.
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