" "That was my doing, dearest," urged the carpenter; "I was afraid if you saw her that some such scene as this might occur. “I’m ready,” said Ann Veronica, closing her microscope-box with a click, and looking for one brief instant up the laboratory. " "Pray cease these compliments," returned Winifred, "and, if you have any communication to make, do not delay it. ” She pointed with shaking fingers to a great bunch of dark red carnations, thrust carelessly into a deep china bowl, to which the card was still attached. She remembered abruptly that she was really living upon his money. She began to think persistently of Capes, and it seemed to her now that for some weeks at least she must have been thinking persistently of him unawares. Has she any funds?" "She must have. You see, my riddle is solved. For most of a long and fluctuating night she was fairly confident that she would find work; she knew herself to be strong, intelligent, and capable by the standards of most of the girls she knew. Amid this portentous hush, the report of a pistol reached the carpenter's ears; and, raising his head at the sound, he beheld a sight which filled him with fresh apprehensions. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly twenty-four.
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