Wish SHE”—he indicated Miss Klegg’s back with a nod—“was at the bottom of the sea. ” “We’ve come past it, miss,” the man answered, with a note of finality in his gruff voice. On reaching the churchyard, he perceived the melancholy procession descending the hill. It was nothing like the big church wedding she wanted, but nothing could shame her greater than to have a child out of wedlock. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me. Her eyes still had the fevered glow of sickness, yet she seemed in perfect health. “Who did you live with before the Becks? I hear things. “Be so good as to stand away from that door at once, sir,” Brendon ordered. Presently she became aware of footsteps hurrying after her, and glanced back to find Miss Klegg, a little out of breath, in pursuit.
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