He had plugged along, if not happy, at least with sound philosophy. They were alike in one phase—loveless and lonely. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. Mrs. " "Puppy-love. Your lamented mother, whose loss I shall ever deplore, perceived my passion and encouraged it. “Look here, father,” she said, with a change in her voice, “suppose I won’t stand it?” He regarded her as though this was a new idea. ‘Do you at least know how he came to be in a position to cheat Miss Charvill, and to pass off his wife in her place?’ ‘In her place?’ There was no mistaking the boy’s ignorance of this part of the tale. I don't care how soon he learns that he has lost his adopted son.
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