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"You'll be back for your lunch, Mr. Ricordo?"
"No, Mrs. Briggs. I'm going for a long walk, a very long walk; I don't know how far."
"But you'll be back for dinner to-night?"
"Don't expect me till you see me."
The simple country-woman looked up into his face, and although she did not know why, she thought she saw a change in him. The old