" "I know not how it is," sighed Darrell, "but I feel an unaccountable misgiving at quitting this place. They might applaud, or object, or interfere, but the drama was her very own. I have Remenham House which is my right. Gianfrancesco took her that night gently, for which she was glad. . She realized more and more the quality of the brink upon which she stood—the dreadful readiness with which in certain moods she might plunge, the unmitigated wrongness and recklessness of such a self-abandonment. The meat was coarse and disagreeably served. Your laugh reminds me of—of——" "Whose, Sir?" demanded Jackson, becoming suddenly grave. . ‘That little kiss cost him his sanctuary, my girl, and don’t you forget it.
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