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Chapter 53

           Thefineoldplaceneverlookedmorelikeadelightfulhomethanatthatmoment;thegreatwhitelilieswereinflower,thenasturtiums,theirprettyleavesallsilveredwithdew,wererunningawayoverthelowstonewall;theverynoisesallaroundhadaheartofpeacewithinthem.ButeverythingwasspoiledfortheownerashewalkedonthegravelinfrontandawaitedthedescentofMr.Raffles,withwhomhewascondemnedtobreakfast.

           Itwasnotlongbeforetheywereseatedtogetherinthewainscotedparlorovertheirteaandtoast,whichwasasmuchasRafflescaredtotakeatthatearlyhour.Thedifferencebetweenhismorningandeveningselfwasnotsogreatashiscompanionhadimaginedthatitmightbe;thedelightintormentingwasperhapseventhestrongerbecausehisspiritswereratherlesshighlypitched.Certainlyhismannersseemedmoredisagreeablebythemorninglight.

           "AsIhavelittletimetospare,Mr.Raffles,"saidthebanker,whocouldhardlydomorethansiphisteaandbreakhistoastwithouteatingit,"Ishallbeobligedifyouwillmentionatoncethegroundonwhichyouwishedtomeetwithme.Ipresumethatyouhaveahomeelsewhereandwillbegladtoreturntoit."

           "Why,ifamanhasgotanyheart,doesn’thewanttoseeanoldfriend,Nick?ImustcallyouNickwealwaysdidcallyouyoungNickwhenweknewyoumeanttomarrytheoldwidow.SomesaidyouhadahandsomefamilylikenesstooldNick,butthatwasyourmother’sfault,callingyouNicholas.

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