’ ‘Nothing would make me do so, except to tell him how you have cheated me. 3. I sit back now, letting life slip by and musing upon it; and I find my loneliness sweet. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. As he passed out he saw in the hall a quietly dressed man with keen grey eyes, talking to one of the footmen. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate.
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