Just a friendly polite suggestion. Woman's love of silk is not set by fashion; it is bred in the bone; and somewhere, somehow, a woman will have her bit of silk. " "Sir Rowland Trenchard!" echoed Jack, in amazement. Wood!" "Leave go!" thundered Blueskin—"leave go—you'd better!"—and he held the sack as firmly as he could with one hand, while with the other he searched for his knife. The popcorn dwindled to a half a bucket, his heart settled into its normal routine.
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