"Yes," she prompted him quietly.
"Hai," Jiro said, bowing. "The Hour of the Dog they will call upon you near the Daibutsu." Ito-san the knife-maker watched his son run toward the stables, the boy as excited as though he were going to a festival rather than to face alone half a company of full-armed Axenites. The blabrigars that would ride out with Jiro were trained to report to the father. It would be a long afternoon for the old man, Hartford thought.
Having seen some of the craters dug by the shells hurled from the famous forty-two-centimetre guns of the Germans along the fighting
“It bears that interpretation, certainly,” said Poirot thoughtfully. “Somewhere in this rambling old manor-house your uncle has concealed either a sum of money in notes or possibly a second will, and has given you a year in which to exercise your ingenuity to find it.”
From Kells of the Crosses to Drogheda—
One day, a few months later, Mr. Broad, the head of the firm, sent for me. I was surprised, and somewhat agitated, at the summons, for I was not often called into his august presence.
After she had gone I dischuvvered that there was’nt a speck of tea in the house and exactly three coffee beens oanly. I wint upshstairs speshully to infarm Miss Claire. “Be careful now” ses I “to ignoar the subject. Lit your gests think ye’ve forgotten the biverage.”
"No, thanks. I want to get back to Flamme and join in something mild, like a dinosaur hunt."详情 ➢
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