CHAPTER XIX. No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. From this peaceful scene Jack's eye fell upon Jonathan, who, seated upon the stile, under the shade of an elder tree, was evidently watching him. This is not honourable. She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat. Presently. Jonathan, however, still lingered.
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