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FORE:He now began to crave for her active interest in his concerns. Hitherto he had not much missed it, it had been enough for him if when he came in tired and dispirited from his day's work, she had kissed him and rumpled back the hair from his forehead and called him her "poor old man." Her caresses and sympathy had filled the gap left by her help and understanding. But now he began to want something more. He saw the hollowness of her endearments, for she did nothing to make his burden lighter. She refused to realise the seriousness of his position��left stranded with an under taking which he would never have started if he had not been certain of increased capital in the near future. She was still extravagant and fond of pleasure, she either could not or would not master the principles of economy; she saw the fat lands of Odiam round her, and laughed at her husband when he told her that he was crippled with expenses, and in spite of crops and beasts and barns must live as if he were a poor man."Robbers! Master Tyler, no��no��it is one thing to rob, and another to repay yourself, if the chance comes in your way, if you have been cheated."

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TWO:He expressed himself so eloquently in this fashion that the member for the Rye division of Sussex��the borough had been disenfranchised in '85��asked him to speak at a recruiting meeting at the Court Hall. Unluckily Reuben's views on recruiting were peculiar."Potatoes," said Lardner, "potatoes��if farmers 'ud only grow potatoes and not think so much of grain and rootses, we shudn't hear of so many of 'em going bust."

FORE:It was those few steps which lost him to her, for they brought him within sight of Boarzell��framed in the window, where Castweasel woods had been. It lay in a great hush, a great solitude, a quiet beast of power and mystery. It seemed to call to him through the twilight like a love forsaken. There it lay, Boarzell��strong, beautiful, desired, untamed, still his hope, still his battle. And Alice?... He gave her a look, and left her."No, Stephen," replied Margaret, in a low trembling voice.

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TWO:"Lady," replied Margaret modestly; "I am the wife of one of my lord's vassals; and my mother, and myself, humbly beg you will accept this present."In the parlour, Sir Eustace greeted him with mingled nervousness and irritation.

FORE:"I heard of it from old Pitcher down at Loose, and I t?ald Hedges. I justabout����"

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