To his relief, Mrs Sindlesham stepped into the breach, grasping her cane and rising painfully from her chair. “If I thought for a moment that there was any chance of a relapse, I should stop here and tell him the truth even now. "If I thought he lived——" observed Wood. I could not keep away any longer. ‘Forgive my not rising to greet you,’ she said, holding out a claw-like hand. Besides, how am I to ride home without them?" "Don't distress yourself," returned Jack, "you shall walk. She could see over a waist high stone wall into the miniature courtyard, complete with benches only a small child could sit upon, one which had been broken in half, its two pieces left unjoined on the sandy ground.
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