"Old Morgan the trader," she explained, "used to save me Tit-Bits. ” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. ” Sir John breathed a long deep sigh. “Oh, Veronica!” she said, “to leave your home!” She had been weeping. Perceiving he was about to take leave, Kneebone ventured to ask whom he had had the honour of addressing. The house will be well rid of him, for a more idle, good-for-nothing reprobate never crossed its threshold.
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