HOW MUCH YOU NEED TO EXPECT YOU'LL PAY FOR A GOOD THEREPAIRER

I glanced in for the doorway and noticed Hawberk hectic in his little store at the conclusion of the corridor. He appeared up, and catching sight of me cried in his deep, hearty voice, "Are available in, Mr. Castaigne!" Constance, his daughter, rose to fulfill me as I crossed the brink, and held out her fairly hand, but I observed the blush of disa