“Every one. ” “I’m sorry. "Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace left of your adopted son?" "God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?" "Surely," screamed Mrs. She saw now that it was not a dissipated face; it was as smooth and unlined as polished marble, which at present it resembled. ’ ‘Yes,’ she agreed, but her manner was a degree less warm. It was not quite the search I intended,’ he said with a touch of selfmockery as he released her, ‘but success comes in all sorts of unexpected ways. Pipes were lighted; and Mr. Befuddle yourself, if you want to. ’ ‘She will have taken him with her. You seem to want this chap out of Canton.
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