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Master Mittachip had tried to utter one or two feeble protests, but Sir Humphrey had interrupted him emphatically,-
"The rascal may hope to win his pardon through the Gascoyne influence, by rendering her ladyship this service. Where'er he may be at this moment, I am quite sure that his eye is upon me and my doings."
Mittachip shuddered and cl