"Yes. Oh, I daresay the boy's all right, Benjamin, but he belongs to them Scotians and they're no friends of ourn. I reckon I scared him some when I threatened to give him the rope, eh?",
"What is to be done? What is to be done?" cried Miss Acton.,
"I hope your cold is better, Mr Greyquill," said she, making to proceed in her walk..
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