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The Master of Silence

CHAPTER II
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She answered me in the fewest words possible, but in a voice so sweet and low that I wondered then and often afterward at its contrast to the other voices I had heard in that house.

She wore a home-spun frock and a neat white pinafore, set off with a dainty ribbon tied about her throat.
"She's uncommon still when strangers is here, sir," said Mrs.Chaffin; "but law me! she goes rompitin' about the house like as if she was crazy sometimes, ticklin' her father and tryin' t' snip off his beard with the scissors." That night was the beginning of happier days for me.

When at last I rose to go it was near midnight.

I forgot my weariness as I walked to my lodgings, thinking of those simple, honest people and of their kindness to me.
I enjoyed high jinks at the house of the Chaffins at least once a week during the next year of my apprenticeship, near the close of which I began to get ready for a visit to my stepmother in fulfilment of a promise I had made by letter.

It had been, on the whole, a happy year to me.


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