FASCINATION ABOUT THEREPAIRER

I glanced in with the doorway and observed Hawberk active in his minor store at the end 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 quite hand, but I noticed the blush of disappointment on her ch