’ Fresh suspicion kindled in his breast. He seemed to possess a penetration and cunning beyond his years—to hide a man's judgment under a boy's mask. She gloried in it: he needed her. Wood, was much better furnished with eatables than might have been expected, and boasted a loaf, a knuckle of ham, a meat-pie, and a flask of wine. CHAPTER XIV.
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