Chapter 2 - (VERSO)
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weren’t many finer looking women anywhere than Old Lady Lloyd. Pity she was such an old miser!
“Mr. Spencer,” said the Old Lady graciously — she always spoke very graciously to her inferiors when she talked to them at all — “can you tell me the name of the new music teacher who is b boarding at Mr. William Spencer’s?”
“Sylvia Gray,” said Crooked Jack.
The Old Lady’s heart gave another great bound. But she had known it — she had known that girl with Leslie Gray’s hair and eyes and laugh must be Leslie Gray’s daughter.
Crooked Jack spat on his hand and resumed his work, but his tongue went faster than his spade, and the Old Lady listened greedily. For the
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From "Old Lady Lloyd."