He was standing by, rating her ladyship,—who can scarcely stir from the sofa,—while I was packing up her jewels in the case, and I observed that she tried to hide a small casket from him. ” “What is there to be feared?” he asked her quietly. Here lay a heap of knockers of all sizes, from the huge lion's head to the small brass rapper: there, a collection of sign-boards, with the names and calling of the owners utterly obliterated. Aunt Jane had her quiet moments. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. ‘Unheard of, ain’t it? To tell the truth, I half expected him to leave everything to one of his doxies.
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