He glanced at Miss Klegg again, and spoke quickly and furtively, with eager eyes on Ann Veronica’s face. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. Her heartbeat quickened. ‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. And if I cared to have him come every day, why shouldn’t he? I find him very amusing and very useful as well.
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