A SECRET WEAPON FOR THEREPAIRER

He unlocked the door And that i picked up my hat and adhere and stepped in the corridor. The stairs were being dim. Groping about, I set my foot on one thing gentle, which snarled and spit, And that i aimed a murderous blow for the cat, but my cane shivered to splinters in opposition to the balustrade, and also the beast scurried back into Mr. Wild