Light the lantern. They went on talking in the train—it seemed to her father a slight want of deference to him—and he listened and pretended to read the Times. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. ’ ‘The word of whom?’ came scoffingly from the pretty lips. " "Hold your tongue, sirrah," rejoined Shotbolt, not over-pleased by the remark, "and mind what I tell you. ” She answered. She resolved to go into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. And Charcam, fearful of another charge in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. She thought of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts, of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. "The devil you have!" thundered a voice from behind, that filled the apprentice with dismay. The thought made her exquisitely happy. Sated, he rolled off her body and retired to his quarters.
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