Good looks, with a melancholy cast, always drew sentimental females. Believe me, the bitterness of it has almost departed, crushed out of me together with much of the weariness and sorrow I brought with me here by the nameless glory of these lonely months. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door. ‘You mean that his missus is pretending to be my mistress? Lord-a-mercy!’ ‘Precisely.
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