’ Mrs Sindlesham shook with laughter. . ’ ‘Fiddle,’ scoffed Miss Froxfield. . His instinct was in the direction of considering his daughters his absolute property, bound to obey him, his to give away or his to keep to be a comfort in his declining years just as he thought fit. He became a little more personal and intimate. He fancied that when they had had time to reflect, they would regret it still more. Little did I imagine at the time that it was my own father to whom he referred. " "All right, then.
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