Austin," continued the tapstress; "he's only going on an errand. She drew in a deep breath of the sweet mountain air. ’ The lady hesitated a moment, her eyes seeming to measure the distance between where he stood and the door. Do you know whoso portrait this is?" "I do not," replied Thames, repressing his tears, "but I believe it to be the portrait of my father. ” She glanced at him, and it was suddenly apparent for one instant of illumination that this ring upon her finger was the crowning blunder of her life. But was it Faith? That is what she was this day going to find out. "He can't get out.
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