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‘You were supposed to be nursing him,’ Martha grumbled, ‘and helping him convalesce. “Perhaps that is only sleeping,” he said. "How goes it?" he began, heartily. " "What?" "We'll put those stories back into the trunk and never speak of them to him. Wood, ironically; "but I used to think it required something more than mere words to prove that a person's character was abused. I mean—I mean to do what I can. That’s who you ought to go and see, miss. ‘I never met a rat what wandered about the place with a lantern, I didn’t,’ grumbled the old lodgekeeper aggrievedly. Smith, he'll swing after next Old Bailey sessions. Over the mantel, set into an ornately carved panel with fluted columns at each end, was a portrait of a man on horseback.
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