Capes bore a face of infinite perplexity. ’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. Squire and master. The old lady clearly read his state of mind, for the apparently irrepressible dimple peeped out. Not if I read her aright. "Of course," responded the widow, heaving a deep sigh. Or felt it.
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