" "Then you're heartily welcome, Sir, whoever you are. "Hold!" cried Kneebone, flinging down the packets; "they are nothing to me. Old thoughts, old feelings, old faces, and old scenes have returned to me, and I have fancied myself happy,—as happy as I am now. ” Hill staggered to his feet and drew a folded paper from his pocket. He wore a battered sunhelmet, a loin-cloth and a pair of dilapidated canvas shoes.
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