Gone to Earth by Mary Gladys Meredith Webb
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'Like to stop the night over?' At last, late certainly, but no matter, at last the invitation had come, not from her aunt, but from a stranger. That made it more exciting. 'I'm much obleeged,' he said. 'Where at?' 'D'you know Undern?' 'I've heard tell on it.' 'Well, it's two miles from here. Like to come?' 'Ah! Will your mother be angry?' 'I haven't one.' 'Father?' 'No.' 'Who be there, then?' 'Only Vessons and me.' 'Who's Vessons?' 'My servant.' |
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