Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side. "No, I won't hear you, murderer," rejoined Wood. His mother smiled in return, an act that brightened her thin face. You must come and tell me all about it, although I am not sure whether we shall forgive you for not having written to any of us. He then tried the door of Mr. ‘I want a word with you, my lad.
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