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He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. The trader you spoke about: he disliked your father, didn't he? Well, he probably played your father a horrible practical joke. ‘I want a word with you, my lad. “So far you’ve got me and I you. Besides," added he, opening the shawl in which the infant was wrapped, and throwing the light of the candle full upon its sickly, but placid features, "it's sinful to repine while you've a child like this to comfort you. "Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. I forget the particulars, but I know it was something very disagreeable. The man in me would like to break every bone in your body, but the physician understands that you don't actually realize what you have done. You mustn’t do things like that. ‘But he must have—’ ‘Nicholas Charvill never did anything he must do,’ Mrs Sindlesham said evenly. Brendon was silent.
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