"I told you that before," rejoined Wood, testily. "Is it poison?" she asked. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. If my Mom found out, she’d kill me. “I will not have this slavery,” she said.
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