Gradually McClintock shifted the burden to Spurlock's shoulders and retired among his books and music rolls. When the carpenter a moment afterwards stretched out his hand, scarcely knowing whether he was alive or dead, he found himself alone. "Ay, what's the matter, boy!" reiterated Jackson sternly. Daughters were not like sons. Ann Veronica was not aware of this literary side of her teacher; she had a little tinge of annoyance at Miss Garvice’s advantage. As he looked in this direction, Wild gave him a significant wink, the meaning of which he was not slow to comprehend. She frowned, appearing to think for a moment. But that explains everything. Sir John and Annabel seated themselves at one of them, and the proprietor himself, a small dark-visaged man, radiant with smiles, came hurrying up, followed by a waiter.
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