Kneebone, Mrs. , and munched a roll and butter with hearty appetite. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. She spoke with a certain odd deliberation carefully chosen words which fell like drops of ice upon the man who sat listening. "Drink your peg; don't bother about me.
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