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"Humph!" exclaimed Jonathan, doubtfully. Something or other—she did not catch what—he was damned if he could stand. He left the room, presumably to sleep elsewhere, but the only other room with a fire was the servant’s quarters. ‘Oh, we was always in there, miss,’ admitted Joan, moving closer. And yet that could not be: it was a confession only in the event of his death. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to which letters could be sent. Then came the shock of the knowledge that soon he would be going upon his way, that there would be no one to depend upon her; and all the old loneliness came smothering down upon her again. On a high chair behind a raised counter the stipendiary’s substitute regarded her malevolently over his glasses. "Mr. ” The young man accepted the letter and the message, and seemed about to close the door when a lady issued from one of the front rooms and intervened. “Cheveney!” she repeated.
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