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We must never let your father know we went. It was a queer little bed-sitting-room almost in the roof, with a partition right across it. " "Those terms were a third of my estate," observed Trenchard bitterly. ’ Disappointment flooded her. "I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. She opened the door to him herself. I don't care how lonesome it is. At last he could bear it no longer. His eyes were fixed upon the tablecloth. He returned, blue towel in hand. “If you must go on with it,” said Hetty, “now’s your time.
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