He walked unsteadily towards the door. I feel like a fraudulent trustee. The delay was only momentary. Balanced on his nose were enormous tortoise-shell spectacles. She had the dowry she needed for the lawyers were working to give her Remenham House. But she must not laugh. Beneath these prints, a cluster of hobnails, driven into the wall, formed certain letters, which, if properly deciphered, produced the words, "Paul Groves, cobler;" and under the name, traced in charcoal, appeared the following record of the poor fellow's fate, "Hung himsel in this rum for luv off licker;" accompanied by a graphic sketch of the unhappy suicide dangling from a beam.
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