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"Did you write it?"
"No. By this time, the churchyard was crowded with spectators, some of whom
dispersed in different directions in quest of the other robber. She addressed him in a tone of puzzlement. In the distance a bell clanged, and chattering broke out in the doorway as
several nuns came crowding in. ‘Fiddle, Gerald. Oh God!
my limbs fail me. It is a very good English name, no? But who is she?’
‘Mrs Sindlesham, I should say,’ said Mrs Ibstock, correcting herself. "I disown you. But he does not come to see me since three days, even that these are
my affairs and one could think that he would tell it to me if there is news, no?’
‘When he has news to tell he will come, child, trust me,’ the old lady assured
her.
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