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his coat was always dry, and he wore a collar every day in the week, and he received many red pennies in the course of a day. Simon took him out on the moor.
“Shall we talk this business then at once?” Mishtir Jenkins observed. “Make plain Sara Jane's inheritance.”
“Much, little boy.”
“Penrhos will come to Sara Jane, then?”
“Iss, man.”
“Right that is, Simon. Wealthy am I. Do I not own Shop General? Man bach, there's a grand business for you!”
“Don't say!”
“Move your tongue now about Sara Jane's wedding portion,” said Mishtir Jenkins.
“Dear me, then, talk will I to Beca about this thing,” answered Simon.
Three months passed by. Sara Jane moaned because that her breast was hurtful. Beca brewed for her camomile tea,
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