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[Sey Hancey]

Rner of the table, close to her, his chin on his hand. "'Ow did yer
spend it?" he said, startled, as the words came out, by his own voice,
so grinding and ugly was the note of it. Her miserable eyes travelled
over his face, seeking, as it were, for some promise, however faint, of
future help and succour, however distant. Apparently she saw none, for
her own look flamed to fresh defiance. "I didn't spend it. Saunders wor
lyin'." "'Ow did yer get them half-crowns?" "I got 'em at Bedford. Mr.
Grimstone give 'em me." Isaac looked at her hard, his shame burning into
his heart. This was how she had got her money for the gin. Of course,
she had lied to him the nigh
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