Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work. “Tiffany’s?” He looked at her comically. ” “Anna!” “It is true, dear. She felt him sometimes at night as he called to her in her dreams. ” “When?” “At tea. At length, when he saw no escape from the inevitable, he took the four title pages from the manuscripts and typed new ones, substituting Taber for Spurlock. Rummage, my boy, do. I'll put you aboard The Tigress to-morrow after sundown.
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