‘You would read my mind?’
Gerald was pretty certain he already had, but he did not say so. "I beg pardon, Sir," replied Jack, with the accent and manner of the janizary; "I
was betrayed into the exclamation by my surprise that anything in which Sir
Rowland Trenchard was interested could have reference to so humble a person
as Mrs. \"You look nice, Lucy. Every home is a little recess, a niche, out of the world of
business and competition, in which women and the future shelter. If he laid his own suspicions
boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be
haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. She went to a writing-desk and made some memoranda on a
sheet of note-paper, and then remembered that she had no address as yet to
which letters could be sent. Bah. ’
A scowl crossed the lady’s face. '"
"What is that?" she asked. . Just as they reached the eastern outlet of the churchyard—
where the tall elms cast a pleasant shade over the rustic graves—a momentary
stoppage took place. I'll put you aboard
The Tigress to-morrow after sundown. Finally Lucy replied.
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