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“What say you Mr Meadows?”
“Very fair sir, I should say.” I agreed. XXX The strikes were no agony at first mere ant bites but they compounded one on another and from pin pricks my whole backside and back became a sheet of complete agony such that I barely bore it stoically and I near cried with the pain. “Mr Meadows,” A girlish voice said, “I have come to set you free.”
“Miss Katherine?” I queried. And it lasted but a week, for the slow train one morning disgorged Lord Deptford, Bradbury the agent and several stout fellows, “There he is seize him!” Bradbury cried and they grabbed me to the Station Master’s consternation.
