Tears started to the young man's eyes on beholding the change, and it was with difficulty he could command himself sufficiently to make the inquiries he desired to do respecting the former owner of the house. “Yes. What passed between them I cannot think—I dare not. "I've waited supper, you perceive. No mother would have sent her daughter into the world with such a wardrobe. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. Wood hadn't struck me. Let me bind you up, and then you can attend to her. But not a word to him of Lady Trafford's absence—mind that.
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