In each pause she could sense his growing trepidation. " While this order was obeyed, Figg, who had been standing near the door, made his way to the prisoner, and offered him his huge hand, which Jack warmly grasped. Mike was draped over the laminate kitchen counter, on the phone as usual. Pragmar, the wholesale druggist, who lived three gardens away, and who had been mowing his lawn to get an appetite for dinner, standing in a fascinated attitude beside the forgotten lawn-mower and watching her intently. Slowly and reluctantly she came to realize that Vivie Warren was what is called an “ideal. ” For a moment she was grave. “Does he live here?” he asked her presently.
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