“But, my dear!” said Ann Veronica’s aunt. It is a plain case of alcoholic stupor. "I tell 'ee what, master, if you're more fortinate nor I am, and get ashore, give old saltwater your fare. There are sentimental and traditional deferences and reverences, I know, between father and son; but that’s just exactly what prevents the development of an easy friendship. She would have just to keep the fifteen pounds until she could make it twenty.
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