Chapter 18 MR. MAY'S AFFAIRS.

Mr. May went into his study and closed the door. He poked the fire-he put himself into his easy-chair-he drew his writing-book towards him, and opened it at where a half-written sheet lay waiting. And then he paused, rubbed his hands softly together, and falling back again, laughed quietly to himself.

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