She's my mealticket. There was no way of recalling the words; so she waited. “Thank you. So far as the eye could reach, the white level road, with its fringe of elm-trees, was empty. ‘And I’ll say it as often as I choose, you confounded impertinent wench! Who do you think you’re talking to? I’m your grandfather, girl. Morals only begin when that is settled. Wood governs me?" "It's plain you can't govern yourself, at all events," replied Jack coolly; "but, be that as it may, I won't be struck for nothing. “I love you, I always will. He wore a threecornered hat, a sandy-coloured scratch wig, and had a thick woollen wrapper folded round his throat.
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