He could not contain his satisfaction, but chuckled, and rubbed his hands with delight. "I'll fetch it. She leaned back in her chair. “G. White, my landlady, believes his story. ” She breathed an inner sigh of relief. “You are magnificent,” she said, “but the steel of your truth is a little oversharpened. Who could say that the girl's father had not once been a fashionable clergyman in the States and that drink had got him and forced him down, step by step, until—to use the child's odd expression—he had come upon the beach? She was cynical, this spinster.
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