Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. Why in heaven’s name didn’t I think of that before?’ ‘What are you talking of?’ ‘Never mind that now. "What for?" rejoined Quilt, evasively. Unless it was a jewel or locket of some kind. "I could not believe you capable of so foul a deed. ” “And you can’t?” “I don’t think I ought to control myself. Now I’d like the rest of your story. She made herself serenely unaware of his existence, though it may be it was his presence that sent her by the field detour instead of by the direct path up the Avenue.
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