FASCINATION ABOUT THEREPAIRER

I glanced in at the doorway and noticed Hawberk active in his minor shop at the conclusion of the hall. He seemed up, and catching sight of me cried in his deep, hearty voice, "Come in, Mr. Castaigne!" Constance, his daughter, rose to fulfill me as I crossed the edge, and held out her quite hand, but I observed the blush of disappointment on her ch