Carefully sustaining the child which, even in that terrible extremity, he had not the heart to abandon, he fell upon his knees, and, guiding himself with his right hand, crept slowly on. “Tut, tut!” he said. I’ve never had a homemade Thanksgiving meal like that. ‘Danged if I ever hear the like! A Frenchie is what you are, and there ain’t no granddaughter Charvill no more. ‘I know,’ said Prudence Sindlesham, sympathy in her tone.
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