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A Flat Iron for a Farthing

CHAPTER XXIX
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For let alone everything else, my dear, servants is not what they used to be, and when I'm dead you'll be cheated out of house and home, without any one as knows what goes to the keeping of a family, and what don't." "Well, Nursey," said I, "I'll try and find a lady to please you and the governor.

But it won't be Polly, I know, and I wish it may be any one as good." I bullied poor Polly sadly about having a secret, and not confiding it to me.

She was far from expert at dissembling, and never told an untruth, so I soon drove her into a corner.
"I'm rather disappointed, I must confess, in one way," said I, having found her unable flatly to deny that she did "care for" somebody.

"I always hoped, somehow, that you and Leo would make it up together." "You heard what Maria said," said Polly, shortly.
"Oh, I don't believe in the heiress," said I, "unless you've refused him.

He'd never take up with the blue-stocking lady and her money-bags if his old love would have had him." "I wish you wouldn't call her names," said Polly, angrily.


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