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ladyand I was one of the trustees. His affairs, like the affairs of

many other French gentlemen and French families, were entirely

in Tellson’s hands. In a similar way I am, or I have been, trustee of

one kind or other for scores of our customers. These are mere

business relations, miss; there is no friendship in them, no

particular interest, nothing like sentiment. I have passed from one

to another, in the course of my business life, just as I pass from

one of our customers to another in the course of my business day;

in short, I have no feelings; I am a mere machine. To go on”

“But this is my father’s story, sir; and I begin to think”the

curiously roughened forehead was very intent upon him“that

when I was left an orphan through my mother’s surviving my

father only two years, it was you who brought me to England. I am

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almost sure it was you.”

Mr. Lorry took the hesitating little hand that confidingly

advanced to take his, and he put it with some ceremony to his lips.

He then conducted the young lady straightway to her chair again,