Chapter XIII “HE WILL NOT FORGET!” The external changes in Brendon following on his alteration of fortune were sufficiently noticeable. She found herself again in the presence of some element in life about which she had been trained not to think, about which she was perhaps instinctively indisposed to think; something which jarred, in spite of all her mental resistance, with all her preconceptions of a clean and courageous girl walking out from Morningside Park as one walks out of a cell into a free and spacious world. And yet I know not—for the object of his visit here to-night was to serve Jack, who, if your statement is correct, which I cannot however for a moment believe, does not deserve his assistance. Celeste introduced him to me—oh, how Celeste hated me! She must have known. "But you've done well to trust me. Old saltwater was right. ” She thanked him with a look and rose to her feet. “Perhaps,” she said, “it is the London climate. He turned round toward her and found her looking at him and standing very still. You yourself, I am sure, recognize how impossible you have made it for me now to do anything of the sort.
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