Of what use was the temporary set-back to memory, when it always returned with redoubled poignancy? Then came another thought, astonishing. "Thank you, Mrs. I’m sick of this town and I can’t wait to get out. “Will you say what you have to say, please, and go. “How do you know?” “Well, it isn’t exactly a depressing state, is it?” “YOU don’t know. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. He made a note of the idea and stored it away. It was supposed he was drowned in crossing the river, as his body had never been found.
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