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'They were talking about him in town last night,' John said. 'News from London is very slow to reach us here. They say that he's been sent to prison for seven years. Is that true?'
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'I disagree,' Ralph said, calmly unbuttoning his coat. 'Husbands die every day, ma'am, and wives, too.'
'Father can't be with us today,' Fanny said. 'But that only makes it better for us, doesn't it?'
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She put on her best clothes and sat with him in the most expensive seats.
Ralph's eyes brightened for a second. 'Is it my nephew?'
Nicholas pushed through the crowd and saw Bray lying on the floor.
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'I will not.'
After a two-day journey to Devon, Nicholas rented a small farmhouse. At first, Smike was strong enough to go for short walks in the surrounding fields. Nicholas also hired a horse and cart and drove Smike around the countryside.
'No, sir,' Kate replied. 'Not once. I've only received one letter from her. I expect that she'll soon forget all about me.'
'A short time later, I was sent abroad on a prison ship. When I returned, I went to Dotheboys Hall to find the boy. I heard that he had run away with an assistant schoolteacher - called Nickleby! - so I came to London to find you. I wanted to tell you about your son, hoping that you would give me money for the information, but you refused to listen. I discovered from Newman Noggs that the boy was very ill and had gone to Devon, so I went down there to see him. Unfortunately, he saw me watching him from behind a tree and was frightened. When I returned to the farmhouse a few days later, your nephew told me that the boy was dead. This is my story. I've been a bad man, I know, but I want you to know what you've really done. You tried to punish your nephew, but you killed your own child instead.'
Nicholas left the room without another word and, a few days later, he and Smike left London.
Ralph had hanged himself.
The old man listened with great attention. When Nicholas had finished his story, he said, 'Come along with me. We mustn't lose a minute.'
'She has learnt a little French and music.'
The room had changed, too. There were no paintings on the walls or flowers on the table.
The two men sat waiting in silence. After a short time, they heard footsteps outside the door - but it was not Bray and his daughter. It was Nicholas and his sister, Kate! about misoprostol