” He dropped his eye-glass with a clatter. “Reuben, come here. ‘Parbleu,’ came indignantly from the lady. But ——” A look checked him. From the unlovely hillside his glance strayed to the several five-story towers of the pawnshops. It was comforting to have her there, snoring gently. You've your own reasons, no doubt, for bringing up her son —perhaps, I ought rather to say your son, Mr. But her great-aunt was nodding, as if this was what she had expected. I'm an old hand at such things. ’ ‘That’s easy.
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