He was silent for a time. "Just as you like," he said at length. "If his comin' annoys you, dear, you tell him so.",
Maurice gave the tired horse a feed of oats, tossed a bundle of timothy into the manger, slapped the bay flank once again and went up the path to his breakfast.,
The deacon, a florid, full-whiskered man of about sixty, glowered about him. No one present thought of disputing his assertion. The deacon was a power in the community..
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