" "I should like a little of that plum-tart," said Mrs. Not only that, but he carried himself erect— the slight slouch which had bent his shoulders had altogether disappeared. ‘What a fate he finds for me. ” “We’ve come past it, miss,” the man answered, with a note of finality in his gruff voice. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn. Denis. I'll repay you.
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