Hill sat up on the pavement and mopped the blood from his cheek. An ugly flush stained his cheeks. "My mother!—my poor mother!" ejaculated Thames, falling on his knees, and bursting into tears. "Perhaps you don't know that this Darrell so contrived matters, that your child should be mistaken for his own; by which means it had a narrow escape from a tight cravat, I can assure you. “I think as I feel in a good humour it must be the latter. Even in the daylight, it had a sombre and suspicious air, and seemed to slink back from the adjoining houses, as if afraid of their society. “No one asks you to care for them. If he wished, he could even take this inheritance from her. “I don’t see at all how you can be managing,” said Miss Stanley, and Ann Veronica hastened to reply, “I do on very little.
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