“It’s about forty pounds. “Those things are not for me just at present. " "You may go, and welcome, Madam!" rejoined Kneebone, spitefully. Below her stretched a valley of rich meadowland, of yellow cornfields, and beyond moorland hillside glorious with purple heather and golden gorse. "Of course," responded the widow, heaving a deep sigh. “No!” Her thoughts had turned in a new direction. ’ ‘No, I won’t.
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