” “It was Cheveney!” he said slowly. The air was crisp and dry. Stanley, consenting with dignity. "I'm not particular about rooms. \"This is my best friend, Mark. She dreaded living off the land again, like an animal, as she had done for dozens of years at a stretch. " "You are an angel, I say," continued the poor maniac; "and my Jack would have been like you, if he had lived. He rose at once to his feet and turned a white face upon her. . ‘I want a word with you, my lad. Let your father—if he chooses, leave all his wealth to his adopted son.
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