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"Go to the pump, Nab," he said, when this was done, "and fill a pail with water. I can see that you were somebody, in another day. “One hardly knows—all the time. . "Well, well, we'll say no more about it," replied Wood; "and, by way of changing the subject, let me advise you on no account to fly to strong waters for consolation, Joan. There, that sounds frightfully involved, doesn’t it, but perhaps you can make out what I mean. CHAPTER IX. The entrance of the house 85 was grand, and upon entering she was immediately greeted by John’s mother, a tall, thin woman quite a few years older than Cathy Beck. The owner of this dress had a broad weather-beaten face, small twinkling eyes, and a bushy, grizzled beard. By your own showing you are in easy circumstances,—for it is only natural to presume that a man who owes nothing must be in a condition to pay liberally,—and you cannot therefore feel the loss of such a trifle as ten guineas.
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