" "Thames, I have much to say," said Jack, "much that concerns your safety. "Shall I never banish those horrible phantoms from my couch—the father with his bleeding breast and dripping hair!—the mother with her wringing hands and looks of vengeance and reproach!—And must another be added to their number—their son! Horror!—let me be spared this new crime! And yet the gibbet—my name tarnished—my escutcheon blotted by the hangman!—No, I cannot submit to that. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. And will you look! His name neatly cut out from each title page. So he goes out with girls from his group instead of me. It’s—Mrs. Do you remember what I said when you took me at the Mint four days ago? I told you my turn would come. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. Hers was beauty on a large scale no doubt; but it was beauty, nevertheless: and the carpenter thought her eyes as bright, her complexion as blooming, and her figure (if a little more buxom) quite as captivating as when he led her to the altar some twenty years ago.
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