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Updated: May 20, 2025
The luggage that went up the hill, just now, belongs to to a friend of mine a visitor who will be my guest for a short while at the Barracks. And this" he tapped the basket "is for my friend's breakfast. In exchange for this information you shall tell me now what is the matter over at Saaron." "The matter is, the Lord Proprietor has given the Tregarthens notice."
"I came, sir, to see the Governor all the way across from Saaron. Eli that's my sister's husband is in terrible trouble over there, because the Lord Proprietor means to turn him off his farm. Yes, say!" she drew a letter from her bodice, and went on with rising voice. "Turn us out he will, though the Tregarthens have lived on the Island ever since Saaron was Saaron.
Of the history of his own farm-house he could tell you next to nothing, and nothing at all of the small ruined church he passed at least twice a day though this testified that Saaron had been populous once on a time. How long had the Tregarthens lived on the Island? How far back beyond the five or six generations attested by the signatures on old leases hidden away in his strong-box?
"Why, as to that, sir, I can't say that I can tell you for certain; but it's somewheres on the mainland, and the young woman seems a very respectable young woman. But whether she means to bide wi' the family or has come to lodge while lookin' out for another place, I can't certainly say the Tregarthens bein' a close-tongued lot, as you know." "A lady's-maid?" hazarded the Lord Proprietor.
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