The old
farther made traks very soon, and they sed he'd gone back to
England. So it seams to me as you ouht to find Snowdon and make him
pay up what he ose you. And I don't know as I've anything more to
tell you both, ecsep I'm working at a place as I don't know how to
spell, and it woldn't be no good if I did, because there's no saying
were I shall be before you could rite back. So good luck to you
both, from yours truly, W. P.'
In reading, Joseph James scratched his bald head thoughtfully.
Before he had reached the end there were signs of emotion in his
projecting lower lip. At length he regarded Clem, no longer smiling,
but without any of the wrath she had anticipated.
'Ha, ha! This was your game, was it? Well, I don't object, old girl--so
long as you tell me a bit more about it. Now there's no need
for any more lies, perhaps you'll mention where the old fellow is.'
'He's livin' not so far away, an' Jane with him.'
Put somewhat at her ease, Clem drew her hand from the neighbourhood
of the bread-knife, and detailed all she knew with regard to old Mr.
Snowdon and his affairs. Her mother had from the first suspected
that he possessed money, seeing that he paid, with very little
demur, the sum she demanded for Jane's board and lodging.
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