"I think I may trust him with you, Sir," added she, taking up the candle. “Dear John,” she whispered. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. “To the best of my belief,” she said, with quiet dignity, “I have never seen either of you before in my life. . "From Mr. His hunger satisfied, his spirits began to revive, and with this change of mood all his natural audacity returned. “So am I the jewel or the bug inside?” He smiled. She had adored the stupid thing, and kept it in her pocket for about ten years. They embarked upon an open and declared friendship. And here she was—in a mess because it had been impossible for her to avoid leaning upon another man.
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