" "Didn't the natives have a name for you?" She blushed. A narrow entry, formed by two low walls, communicated with the main thoroughfare; and in this passage, under the cover of a penthouse, stood Wood, with his little burthen, to whom we shall now return. One glance swept across the place and it was immediately apparent that Pottiswick had not, this time, been mistaken. CHAPTER III. With his arms bare, the neckband of his shirt tucked in, he laboured.
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