" Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. "He just asked for his coat, which he wanted under his pillow. Here Hogarth received a private signal from Thornhill to attract Sheppard's attention. All at once it came to him what a fool he was to worry over this phase which was wholly suppositional. "Insult you! not I;" returned Figg. ” “Do what?” “Oh!—anything. She had known that Remenham House would be deserted, for Martha—released, as she had carefully explained to her charge, by her vows to God from servitude and obedience to Nicholas Charvill, a mere mortal—had begun a correspondence with a friend of her youth, Mrs Joan Ibstock, née Pottiswick. I will do all this not because I love you, but—because you are Anna’s sister. She almost laughed, but repressed her smile lest it seem cruel. Try and consider me your elder brother, or an old family friend, whichever you like best. Whatever anticipation Ann Veronica had formed of this vanished in the reality.
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