’ ‘Yes, but I do not like to scrub the floor and peel the vegetables and feed the pig. ” “You’d like to do that?” “Exactly. “I can’t! He appears to be a most immovable person. I suppose this is the sort of damned rubbish—” “Oh! Ssh, Peter!” cried Miss Stanley. " The Wastrel laughed. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool. When they were home, the pair headed for the Big Apple or the warmth of the Beck’s family table. But be very careful not to let him know. A brief calm succeeded. CHAPTER XIV.
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