While he was stirring his tea, she ran and fetched the comb. He removed his cockaded hat, putting it down between them as he sat at the other end, placing himself at an angle and, crossing his legs, leaned back at his ease, his eyes fixed on her face. Sheppard prepared for church. What were you doing at Remenham House? I can’t puzzle that bit out. Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. Wood's favourite sitting-room, and her image was so intimately associated with it, neither the carpenter nor his daughter could muster courage to enter it before.
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