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more aboard, and the 12-14 car was running smoothly home, I felt very thankful.
I saw Polly next day and she apologized for sleeping in the way she did.
Two thousand pounds, which was the amount she ultimately found, satisfied her thoroughly, but duty was paid on it, despite the wishes of the man who had collected and hoarded it to so little effect.
I'm afraid my "legacy" didn't last long. It's wonderful how money goes when you've got it in your pocket—at least, so far as I'm concerned.
