And don't worry about the six thousand, Hoddy. I had to sell out, you see, when my father died, for the estate is in my hands. \" Said John as he piled the papery remnants of their meal onto the tray. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. " "Don't worry about that. She doesn't understand; she believes he has taken a sudden dislike to her. That’s the difficulty. “Most of it is ugly and frowsy,” she declared, “but it isn’t worth talking about.
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