” She lingered over her tea, and glancing around, a sudden reflection on the change in her surroundings from the scene of her last night’s supper brought a faint, humorous smile to her lips. If a cart were coming, or those labourers in the field had heard, escape was impossible. Framed in one of the square ports of the packet was a face which reminded Ah Cum of a Japanese theatrical mask. Her father’s step quickened to a trot. And next morning she attired herself with especial care and neatness, found his address in the Directory at a post-office, and went to him. . Thames, look the door. ‘Been led up the garden path by that confounded rapscallion.
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