THE 2-MINUTE RULE FOR THEREPAIRER

I glanced in at the doorway and saw Hawberk chaotic in his small shop at the end 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 pretty hand, but I noticed the blush of disappointment on