He did not even care for his own inheritance at this place in Wodeham Water. The locket contained the face of her mother—all the family album she had. ‘What mischief?’ ‘I don’t know, but I’ll go bail you’re at something. It is very sweet of you to have waited for me. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. I will remember them, Sebastian, along with my mother and father, and all the others I came to love and lose. All of a sudden, there was movement behind him.
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