It was terrible, but he owned that he had brought it on himself.
"I can't say. I've known her such a long time; before you were born."
"Before you married Mummy!"
"Yes."
"Well, won't it do if I love Uncle Robert and Eliot and Colin? And
Jerrold?"
That night he said to Adeline, "I know who'll take my place when I'm gone."
"Who? Robert?"
"No, Jerrold."
In another week he had sailed for India and Ambala.
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