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‘Well, what was I to think, miss? Martha never wrote nothing about you, and I did ask. There's not his peer among the peerage. I must!” She threw open the door and pointed to it. Here, take this youngster, Terry; my legs are lighter than old Nab's. She had been obliged to spend the night in that fateful bedchamber, the faithful Kimble—who had foraged at a nearby inn, bringing back a large pie and a jug of porter for his mistress—guarding the door outside. Seeming to feel that this statement called for explanation, he added, ‘I been working for the sisters six month, see. She cried out with the pain of it. It distressed and confused her that the girl should not come to her. She found presently she was out of the dock and confronted with the alternative of being bound over in one surety for the sum of forty pounds— whatever that might mean or a month’s imprisonment. She felt that she was not alone. Now I am sorry to cross you in anything you have set your heart upon, but I regret to say—” “H’m,” he reflected, and crossed out the last four words. “But your hair,” he gasped.
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