All her life Martha had been there. ‘How is this? Proo-den-ss. ’ Miss Froxfield regarded him in some interest. ” “An appetite like yours,” he said resignedly, “is fatal to all sentiment. You are too credulous. Pure luck! If the boy had grown a moustache or a beard, a needle in the haystack would have been soft work.
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