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There, the table was laid for his supper, and his old grey goas

ready for hihter put her

little prayer-book in her pocket--had she been praying for pity on all

prisoners and captives!--and rose to welcoed his coat and

gave hione home Had her father

enjoyed his walk? Why, not much, Amy; not much No! Did he not feel

quite well? As she stood behind hily, he looked

with downcast eyes at the fire An uneasiness stole over him that was

like a touch of shame; and when he spoke, as he presently did, it was in

an unconnected and e, I--he with Chivery

He is not--ha!--not nearly so obliging and attentive as usual to-night

It--he, but it putshis hands over and over and looking

closely at them, 'that--hem!--that in such a life as mine, I a every hour in the

day' Her arm was on his shoulder, but she did not look in his face while he

spoke Bending her head she looked another way

'I--heiven Chivery offence He is