A SECRET WEAPON FOR THEREPAIRER

I glanced in within the doorway and observed Hawberk busy in his tiny store at the conclusion of the hall. He seemed up, and catching sight of me cried in his deep, hearty voice, "Are available, Mr. Castaigne!" Constance, his daughter, rose to meet me as I crossed the brink, and held out her really hand, but I saw the blush of disappointment on her