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From: | Elisabeth Whaley |
Subject: | [Cfgstoragemk-dev] bundle |
Date: | Thu, 14 Sep 2006 12:20:44 +0200 |
The gamekeeper, she replied, the gamekeeper, dear
heart, that wickedcreature!
When he returned, he found his house, his children,
and his servants,but his wife he didnt find.
Youre not going to run away from your father? God
help us, mamma, he said without getting up.
Out of the house, she cried, and that right
away!
Forhe had worked here, under my tenant Hansen, and
had become good friendswith her. When he returned, he found his house, his children,
and his servants,but his wife he didnt find.
Hardly a month had passed before the mother was
laid by her husbandsother side.
I know only that he was born on the estate her
father owned. In the bottom drawer in the center there is a folded paper tied up
witha black silk string.
The sinners came, she with face redfrom weeping, he
with his usual quiet and serious aspect.
God help us, mamma, he said without getting up.
Andnow go down to father and talk with him about the bays. And then wewill not speak
any more of the past, mamma! He was picking flowers and tying them together
inbouquets. I fetched the sand she asked for and came in again.
She curtsied, and bent her face still
deeper.
Nothingwas said about the suspected
window-climbing, and we drove off, the fourof us.
Without further questioning, Smith gave her a few
bills. Never as long as I live shall I forget the morning he was killed. When Ihad
finished the macaroons, I looked out of the window, too, in order tosee what it
was.
The chamberlain did not go to bed till morning. The
squire was silent for a few seconds, then he said, Come, and wentinto an adjoining
room.
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