“That,” he said, grimly, with his hand on the doorhandle, “must be your own affair, unless you choose to live at Morningside Park. She located her foster family. So saying, he manfully resumed his work; while Wood and Thames quitted the room, and went down stairs. The windows were still darkened—perhaps she was not home yet. And, though it's a long time ago, I feel as sore on the subject as ever. Mr.
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