Chapter Three Kit, Nat, the captain and ome ailor , carrying Kit’ trunk , walked along the dirty road. Her la t hope died: there wa no fine town of Wether field – ju t a ettlement more lonely than aybrook. A man with a cow topped to tare at them, and Captain Eaton a ked him for direction . “High treet,” the man aid, pointing to the right. “Matthew Wood’ place i the third hou e.” High treet wa ju t a narrow path. Kit aw that at lea t her uncle’ hou e looked re pectable. The captain …
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