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into a

garden,

and had an

iron safe

let into

the wall;

so

immediately

over the

mantelshelf,

that I

wondered,

as I sat

down, how

the sweeps

got round

it when

they swept

the

chimney.

'Well,

Miss

Trotwood,'said

Mr.

Wickfield;

for I soon

found that

it was he,

and that

he was a

lawyer,

and

steward of

the

estates of

a rich

gentleman

of the

county;'what

wind blows

you here?

Not an ill

wind, I

hope?'

'No,'replied

my aunt.'I

have not

come for

any law.'

'That's