13 with a latchkey went humming lightly up to her room. “The truth!” Annabel bent over her and whispered in her sister’s ear. "The ban-dogs!" thundered a tall man, whose stature and former avocations had procured him the nickname of "The long drover of the Borough market. It’s not far from twilight. It's too hard. Ousted from his old retreat, the Cross Shovels, Baptist Kettleby opened another tavern, conducted upon the same plan as the former, which he denominated the Seven Cities of Refuge. Which is also puzzling. There was a pause, while the steel grey eyes sliced at her. Panic leapt into his eyes as he brought his wrist up just in time to parry the blade. His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth. But heavens, I must pack!” She sprang to her feet and disappeared in the room beyond, from which she emerged a few minutes later with flushed cheeks and dishevelled hair.
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