"If I spoke to him, my interest might be misinterpreted. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence. Jonathan, however, paid no sort of attention to this demonstration of hatred. “His stipend forbade it,” she said, and seemed to fall into a train of thought. No offence, I hope. “Stop! Don’t put your face there. Gerald grinned.
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