"Have nine years so changed me, that there is no trace
left of your adopted son?"
"God bless me!" ejaculated the carpenter, rubbing his eyes, "can—can it be?"
"Surely," screamed Mrs. Martin’s crush. Pistols and pictures? Now it fair goes agin’ me nature to act
rough with a lady, but you’ll come along of me at once. "It's an ill wind that blows nobody good," thought the carpenter, turning his
attention to the child, whose feeble struggles and cries proclaimed that, as yet,
life had not been extinguished by the hardships it had undergone. “By-the-bye, Lady Ferringhall,” he said, “do you know that I am a very great
admirer of your sister’s? I wonder if she has ever spoken to you of me. “Perhaps I should better be
able to understand its significance if you would explain to me who Mr.
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