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<strong>The</strong> <strong>Salamanca</strong> <strong>Corpus</strong>: <strong>Yeoman</strong> <strong>Fleetwood</strong> (<strong>1900</strong>)<br />

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thought of making hip jam — the hips of roses, you know — but I assure you 'tis<br />

excellent I will teach you how to make hip jam if you will teach me how to make<br />

damson cheese. Do you agree?"<br />

Miss <strong>Fleetwood</strong> had no opinion of hip jam, having never heard of such a condiment in<br />

Lancashire, but she readily and delightedly agreed to initiate the young lady into the<br />

mysteries of damson cheese making.<br />

"So you see," said Rachel, turning towards Simon, "my inroads are not even confined to<br />

the outer fortifications. To-morrow you will find the enemy in the very heart of the<br />

fortress — for I take it, the kitchen of an Englishman's house must be that.<br />

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CHAPTER VI<br />

It is my lady; O, it is my love:<br />

O, that she knew she were. —Shakespeare.<br />

Next morning Simon set forth for his usual round, determined not to intrude his<br />

company upon the women-kind, great as was the temptation to return before his<br />

accustomed hour and see Miss Charnock at work. He had slept little the preceding<br />

night, and his broken dreams were haunted by the vision of that white-robed figure<br />

which had stood by his hearth and sat at his table. He had forgotten Rachel's very<br />

existence till the moment when he had caught sight of her at his own fireside, and the<br />

effect produced by her great beauty and charm was enhanced by the fact that her whim<br />

made her for the time being a part of his own home circle. She had chosen his mother's<br />

place at the table, she had seated herself in his father's chair —countless tender<br />

memories of the past wove themselves about her vivid young image —she had taken<br />

possession of his heart and mind as completely and suddenly as yesterday she had taken<br />

possession of his house. But it was all folly, he said to himself, as he strode along over

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