E. His sister followed. When they started getting on each other’s nerves, she blamed herself at first. The world had grown dark and wide, and she was very small. She met the keen grey eyes of a clean-shaven man, between forty and fifty, quietly dressed in professional attire. "What's the use of wasting a shot?" rejoined Jonathan, savagely. Before a word could be said, however, a slight noise was heard in the chimney, and Jack with his irons on descended from it.
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