"Five guineas. Jonathan smiled contemptuously. Then he slapped his hand on his desk and looked up with the air of a man struck by a brilliant idea. It was better even than the hymn-singing. ‘You and Jarvis Remenham both, yes. One of your aunts died, I believe, and the other removed to London. That is I saw her. This was the bitterest hour he had ever known.
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