And if she is not a nun, nor a refugee, and yet is entirely English, I’m hanged if I know what she is. ” Lucy said, marveling at the intricate cockpit of a model helicopter. What can she be? The wife of a country tradesman, or a duchess? And such a meek little husband too. Of course I knew all about him years ago, and he is exactly like everybody’s description of him. Contents Chapter One Chapter Two Chapter Three Chapter Four Chapter Five Chapter Six Chapter Seven Chapter Eight Chapter Nine Chapter Ten Chapter Eleven Chapter Twelve Chapter One In the quiet of an autumn afternoon, the deserted mansion slept. "They're about to murder your child —your child, I tell you! Do you comprehend what I say, Joan?" "I've hurt my head," replied Mrs.
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