For her it was sufficient to know that somebody wanted her, that never again would she be alone, that always this boy with the dreams would be depending upon her. There were seven tales in all—short stories—a method of expression quite strange to her, after the immense canvases of Dickens and Hugo. She covered herself with her arms. “Mr. The drawers at the moment were too busy to attend to her, and she would have seized the opportunity of examining, unperceived, the assemblage within, through a little curtained window that overlooked the adjoining chamber, if an impediment had not existed in the shape of Baptist Kettleby, whose portly person entirely obscured the view. Her interest grew as she read, a certain distaste disappeared. Montague Hill was taken for the millionaire once or twice, and I suppose it flattered his vanity. I don’t care if you’re not a virgin, that’s not how I really am. It's a mighty quare 'un, though.
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