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"A young fellow who thinks he's in love, when he has only been reading too
much. ‘I’ll make you an offer. Monsieur could rely upon his special attention, and for the cooking—well, he
had his customers, who came from their homes to him year after year. Pity he's ta'en to bad ways so airly. Before our marriage there will be no life between
you and the estates. Wood," cried David, pouring out a glass of the spirit, and
offering it to the carpenter, "that'll warm the cockles of your heart. He hung vaguely for a moment as she passed. My dear! we’ve
had so many moments! I used to go over the times we’d had together, the things
we’d said—like a rosary of beads. His perception of her personal beauty deepened and quickened with each
encounter. Wood, the carpenter, who formerly resided here, is still living?"
"If you feel any anxiety on his account, Sir, I'm happy to be able to relieve it,"
answered Kneebone, readily.
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