"Then, the story of his death was false. He was a handsome man, and Lucy could see the strong resemblance of John to him. Feeling rather exhausted, it occurred to him that possibly some provisions might have been left by the constable; and, looking about, he perceived a pitcher of water and a small brown loaf on the floor. "Aye—to pretend to her that you don't care. ” “Don’t worry yourself. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever committed. Offer to return it to each in private. ” “Borrow the money! But who lent you the money?” “A friend,” said Ann Veronica. "My little fancy man's quite as fond of me as of you, Bess. About this time,—namely, in November, 1703— while young Trenchard was in Lancashire, and his sister in London, on a visit, he received a certain communication from his confidential servant, Davies, which, at once, destroyed his hopes. “But a boy—a boy goes out into the world and presently stands on his own feet. Servants were passing backwards and forwards with tea and chocolate. She knew, or guessed his mission too, for more than once their eyes met, and she laughed mockingly at him. I dare say it will be chattered about for weeks. He hated himself a little for it.
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