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CHAPTER XXII: HAMPTON COURT AND A PRAISER OF PAST TIMES
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"Well, I won't argue with you, neighbour; it isn't worth while.

Come in and have some supper." We went up a paved path between the roses, and straight into a very pretty room, panelled and carved, and as clean as a new pin; but the chief ornament of which was a young woman, light-haired and grey-eyed, but with her face and hands and bare feet tanned quite brown with the sun.

Though she was very lightly clad, that was clearly from choice, not from poverty, though these were the first cottage-dwellers I had come across; for her gown was of silk, and on her wrists were bracelets that seemed to me of great value.

She was lying on a sheep-skin near the window, but jumped up as soon as we entered, and when she saw the guests behind the old man, she clapped her hands and cried out with pleasure, and when she got us into the middle of the room, fairly danced round us in delight of our company.
"What!" said the old man, "you are pleased, are you, Ellen ?" The girl danced up to him and threw her arms round him, and said: "Yes I am, and so ought you to be grandfather." "Well, well, I am," said he, "as much as I can be pleased.

Guests, please be seated." This seemed rather strange to us; stranger, I suspect, to my friends than to me; but Dick took the opportunity of both the host and his grand-daughter being out of the room to say to me, softly: "A grumbler: there are a few of them still.


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