’
‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising
‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. The birds were singing blithely amid the trees,—the
lowing of the cows resounded from the yard,—a delicious perfume from the
garden was wafted through the open window,—at a distance, the church-bells of
Willesden were heard tolling for evening service. Nine years ago, I worked in this very house—had a kind indulgent
master, whom I robbed—twice robbed, at your instigation, villain; a mistress,
whom you have murdered; a companion, whose friendship I have for ever
forfeited; a mother, whose heart I have well-nigh broken. I’m sorry. The curve of his shoulders, the very angle of his feet, expressed relief at her
apparent obedience. But if he speaks—I fear what he may tell. He renewed
his supplications to Sharples, but with no better success than heretofore; and the
greater part of the night was passed by him and the poor widow, whose anxiety,
if possible, exceeded his own, in the most miserable state imaginable. How easily an evil
thought could penetrate a normally decent mind! All he had to do was to disclose
Spurlock's destination, and in a few months Ruth would be free. Ann Veronica watched him from the dining-room window, and after some
moments of maidenly hesitation rambled out into the garden in a reverse
direction to Mr. I heard John was talking
about you again from Jenny McIntyre. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann
Veronica.
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