“Perhaps,” he said, “I have been to blame. He will tell you confidentially that he simply hates
the place. ’ Reminiscence made him
smile. Everything was fresh and
bright, from the kindly manners of the Frutigen cobbler, who hammered
mountain nails into her boots, to the unfamiliar wild flowers that spangled the
wayside. Glad to escape from the scene of recrimination that ensued between his adopted
parents, Thames seized the earliest opportunity of retiring, and took his way to a
small chamber in the upper part of the house, where he and Jack were
accustomed to spend most of their leisure in the amusements, or pursuits, proper
to their years. "
"Mr. ‘What are you going to do now, Gerald?’
He sipped his wine and shrugged.
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