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Title: The House in Town
Author: Susan Warner
Release Date: October 1, 2009 [EBook #30148]
Language: English
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[Transcriber's note: This is the third of a series of four novels by
Susan Warner, all of which are in the Project Gutenberg collection:
1. What She Could
2. Opportunities
3. The House in Town
4. Trading]
THE
HOUSE IN TOWN.
A Sequel to "Opportunities."
BY
THE AUTHOR OF
"THE WIDE WIDE WORLD."
"No man that warreth entangleth himself with the affairs of this life;
that he may please him who hath chosen him to be a soldier."--2 TIM.
ii. 4.
NEW YORK:
ROBERT CARTER AND BROTHERS,
530 BROADWAY.
1872.
Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1871, by
ROBERT CARTER AND BROTHERS,
In the Office of the Librarian of Congress at Washington.
CAMBRIDGE:
PRESS OF JOHN WILSON AND SON.
THE HOUSE IN TOWN.
CHAPTER I.
"Oh Norton! Oh Norton! do you know what has happened?"
Matilda had left the study and rushed out into the dining-room to tell
her news, if indeed it were news to Norton. She had heard his step.
Norton seemed in a preoccupied state of mind.
"Yes!" he said. "I know that confounded shoemaker has left something in
the heel of my boot which is killing me."
Matilda was not like some children. She could wait; and she waited,
while Norton pulled off his boot, made examinations into the interior,
and went stoutly to work with penknife and file. In the midst of it he
looked up, and asked,--
"What has happened to _you_, Pink?"
"Then don't you know yet, Norton?"
"Of course not. I would fine all shoemakers who leave their work in
such a slovenly state! If I didn't limp all the way from the bridge
here, it was because I wouldn't,--not because I wouldn't like to."
"Why not limp, if it saved your foot?" inquired Matilda.
"_You_ would, Pink, wouldn't you?"
"Why, yes; certai
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