’ ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Miss Froxfield frostily. Yet there was nothing for her to do. Ben had scarcely adjusted his oars, when the gleam of a lantern was seen moving towards the bank. “And yet I do it without compunction. “I do not know whether to wish you success or not. ” He looked into her pale blue eyes.
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