I next proceeded to Jenny Bunch's, the Ship, in Trig Lane—there I got the same answer. “We have,” he said, “to be the utmost friends. ” He rowed a stroke and watched the swirl of water from his oar broaden and die away. Do not mistake me. Even now he was not at all sure that she was not playing with him. “Please play something for us,” Carol asked, her eyes aglow. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls.
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