Kneebone, who did not appear in the slightest
degree disconcerted by his cool reception, each sank carelessly into a chair, and
made himself at home in a moment. "Why it is astonishing, certainly," remarked Kneebone, "to find any woman
constant—especially to a girlish attachment; but such is the case. ‘I am entirely English. Now," he added, as his
commands were reluctantly obeyed, "help me on with them. And so Misther Wudd lives near the Black Lion, eh?"
"He does," replied Thames. He was all alone, like herself. “Her
husband was a county councillor, and she has a niece who comes to see her in a
carriage. A sea voyage under sail will be the making of
him. But they been good to me, they have, sir. He was an imaginative young man. “Dreadful women, my dear!” said Miss Stanley. ‘Is that why you allowed me in, ma’am?’
A dimple appeared in the faded cheek.
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