Mr. Quinn had not greatly bothered about the interior of the house, but Hannah had, and although there were things that needed to be done, there was less than he had imagined.
"I'm going to be married, Hannah!" he said to her soon after he had arrived home.
"Are you, now?" she exclaimed.
"Yes. You remember Mr. Graham?..."
"Ay, poor sowl
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