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“You have put all your life in my hands,” he declared. Will you read to me? I am tired; and the sound of your voice makes me drowsy. . She knew Martha would not ask anything that she did not wish to know. Jack was in excellent spirits; and by his wit, drollery and agreeable demeanour, speedily became a great favourite with the turnkey, who allowed him every indulgence consistent with his situation. She watched the people and hummed softly to herself. ’ She waved towards a handy table to one side which was piled high with so many volumes, it looked in imminent danger of crashing to the floor. ’ The lodgekeeper’s jaw fell open. No one spoke to her. ’ What would you tell her?” “If she asked advice, I should say she wasn’t fit to do anything of the sort. I've got to know why. It’s the poor dears who do, who know they will, know they can’t keep it up, who need to clutch at way-side flowers.
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