It was a serene and charming evening, and twilight was gently stealing over the face of the country. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. I said I’d do anything. You are your nephew's executioner, or he is yours. The one I have is a duplicate. ” “Clear out?” cried Hetty. She had slapped him away with her free hand and the finger was released suddenly, sending her careening to the floor. “What were you trying to do?” Lucy asked.
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