F. Aunt and niece regarded each other silently. "
"Have you told her?"
"Told her? Told her what?" Spurlock sat straight in his chair. “I shall never be able to thank you. "
"My death will lie at your door," remarked Jackson to the carpenter. ‘Poor Gerald has been very busy about your affairs this last week. What an adventure! Of course, you'll bark your shins here
and there and hit your funnybone; but the newness of everything will be
something of a compensation. Set the
boy free. Assessing him as harmless, she had
remained friendly, albeit aloof. You
should remember, before you try your strength against mine, that when I rescued
you from the watch, and you induced me to come and live with you, I beat off
four men, any of whom was a match for you—ha! ha!"
"My dear Poll!" said Kneebone, picking himself up, "I entreat you to moderate
yourself.
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