Uncle Edward said, "Of course it is."

His little blue eyes glanced up from the side of his nose, twinkling. His

mouth stretched from white whisker to white whisker in a smile of

righteous benevolence. But Uncle Victor's eyes slunk away as if he were

ashamed of himself.

It was Uncle Victor who had paid the two hundred pounds.

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