Her brown curls were pulled tight in a severe chignon. ” There was a long silence. 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. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. I even offered him back the half interest he had sold to me. He knew she was out there, he could feel it. I'll talk to her in the morning, but she won't understand what I'm driving at. God forgive you!" "May He, indeed, forgive me!" returned Trenchard, crossing himself devoutly; "but my guilt is not the less heavy, because your child escaped. I believe that he will marry her. Nigel Ennison was my very good friend, but there is not the slightest reason for your not marrying him, if you wish to do so. He blushed furiously; it was not what he had expected to hear. . Abruptly she got out of bed, smoothed her sheet and straightened her pillow and lay down, and fell almost instantly asleep. His fingers closed upon her hand.
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