"Jack," exclaimed the widow, starting up and drawing back the curtain. There had been disappointments and humiliations, and although she hated to admit it even to herself, she was in desperate straits. McClintock would bang his fist upon the table. “I will not rob you of your coffee, most dutiful of sisters!” she exclaimed. ‘That there governess didn’t like it, of course, me being the lodgekeeper’s girl, and Martha just a country wench like me. Her state of mind would have seemed altogether discreditable to her grandmother.
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