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"Poor old dad!" he sighed, as he finished his supper, "it is hard for

hiation dwindled away to a mere handful, while the

chapels around hi By Jove! theresomewhere"

As usual after supper he followed Betto into the old kitchen, where the

servants were asse

forth, to her own delight and Betto's disgust, on the colories of

the Sassiwn

"To-"

"Will it be in the field?" asked Cardo

"Oh, no, Ser; the first is in the chapel always, and no strangers are

there Essec Poill have to shut up his old books for a few days

now, and poor Val

to hiht he

forgets all about her, and goes on reading himself"