I doubt I hold any interest for him anymore. “What makes you ask such a question, Vee?” she said. The windows were grated, the doors barred; each room had the name as well as the appearance of a cell; and the very porter who stood at the gate, habited like a jailer, with his huge bunch of keys at his girdle, his forbidding countenance and surly demeanour seemed to be borrowed from Newgate. ” Her eyes were lit with humour. ” “Change that to most, at least from my experience. Something in her tone made him look up. Courtlaw stood up. He never cries nor frets, as children generally do, but lies at my bosom, or on my knee, as quiet and as gentle as you see him now. ” His face darkened. He would pursue that little pastime on some other occasion. In fact, the whole face had undergone a transformation.
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