‘What, miss?’ asked Jack Kimble from behind her. “Go on,” he said. And here against a wall were the plumtrees. She wished that the drive would never end, but it was only three miles after all. I'm a graybeard, an old bachelor; so I am accorded certain privileges. “Let me see,” she said to herself, trying to control a slight sinking of the heart, “I am going to take a room in a lodging-house because that is cheaper.
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