When he left these premises, three years ago, I took them from him; or rather—to deal frankly with you,—he placed me in them rent-free, for, I'm not ashamed to confess it, I've had losses, and heavy ones; and, if it hadn't been for him, I don't know where I should have been. Brendon looked across the room at her thoughtfully. They were followed by Jonathan, who carried a stout stick under his arm, and planted himself near the stone. He leaned back in a low chair, and watched her graceful movements, the play of her white hands as she bent over some wonderful machine. Some doting parent had taught him well. Her aunt went out of the room with dignity and a rustle, and up-stairs to the fastness of her own room. But this is like—like walking round a house that looks square and complete and finding an unexpected long wing running out behind. She did not enter the cabin at once, but paused on the threshold and stared at the silent, recumbent figure in the bunk. Lost from all protection, all her family dead—as are mine.
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