6/32 I wish he lived in the country. Eight hundred a year, my dear ?" she had said to Mrs Dale. "That sounds nice down here, because we are all so poor. But I suppose eight hundred a year isn't very much up in London ?" "The squire's coming, I suppose, isn't he ?" said Mrs Hearn, as she seated herself on the sofa close to Mrs Dale. But if he promised to take away a pound, he'd take it, though it cost him years to get it. |