“Never was such an age of transition. “So Cheveney was her friend, you think, eh?” he remarked. “I’m going for a long tramp, auntie,” she said. Upon this young fellow's face there were no wrinkles, only shadows, in the hollows of the cheeks and under the eyes. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened. ’ She counted off on her fingers. They are their mother’s sons. That is what I’ve had on my conscience. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip.
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