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“You are the Sir John Ferringhall who has bought the Lyndmore estate, are you not?” she remarked. Cheveney walked away with a shrug of the shoulders. Overjoyed beyond measure at having vanquished this apparently-insurmountable obstacle, Jack darted through the door. “I will be off,” she declared. Then began expostulations, preluded by a telegram and headed by her aunt. ToC That night Jack walked to Paddington, and took up his quarters at a small tavern, called the Wheat-sheaf, near the green. Jackson, I could almost fancy we had met before. "I don't know what I think," Wood answered sulkily; and he bent his eyes upon the water, as if he wished to avert his attention forcibly from the scene. I want you to understand clearly that I was indebted to the man in many small ways. Their laughter, together with the agonized yowling of the dog, drew a circle of wondering natives; and at length McClintock himself came over to see what the racket was about.
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