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704	Van Dyke, Henry	The Mansion			.txt	text/plain	8930	568	84	John Weightman was like the house into which he had built himself governor's life is an open book--a ledger, if you like, kept in the The young man's voice hesitated a little. know, but sometimes I feel as if I'd like to do some good in the world, "May I light a cigar, father," said Harold, turning away to hide a John Weightman looked at his son steadily. The young man came back and laid his hand upon his father's shoulder. But you I have known for a long time, John Weightman. As the little company came, one by one, to the mansions which were low, distinct voice--"this is your mansion, John Weightman." mansion of John Weightman in the world. were a few of them in your life, you have a little place here." "Yes, my son," answered John Weightman; "I've come back--I mean I've	./cache/704.txt	./txt/704.txt