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"Well, well, you can do without me, that's pretty clear," said old

Featherstone, secretly disliking the possibility that Fred would show

himself at all independent "You neither want a bit of land toparson, nor a lift of a hundred

pound by the way It's all one to me I can make five codicils if I

like, and I shall keepIt's all one to

iven him presents of

money, and at this moment it seemed almost harder to part with the

immediate prospect of bank-notes than with the rateful, sir I never ht have towardshe doesn't believe you've been cracking and pro to pay

your debts out o' ot

into, we'll see if I can't back you a bit Coive me your arm I'll try and walk round the rooh in him to be a

little sorry for the unloved, unvenerated old s lookedhis arht that he should not himself like to be an old

felloith his constitution breaking up; and he waited

good-temperedly, first before theto hear the wonted reuinea-fowls and the weather-cock, and then before the scanty

book-shelves, of which the chief glories in dark calf were Josephus,