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Let your father—if he chooses, leave all his wealth to his adopted son. " "Here is the sum you bargained for," rejoined Trenchard, flinging a pocket-book on the table; "count it. Ruth's eyes were wet, but she saw light everywhere: the room was filled with celestial aura. ’ ‘I don’t know that there is so much to tell. " Something in the child's voice, something in her manner, warned the spinster that her well-meaning inquisitiveness had received a set-back and that it would be dangerous to press it forward again. Spurling, and her now accepted suitor, resumed their seats. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. Anna stood on the step and looked up and down the street for a hansom. She was aware of the body of the court, of clerks seated at a black table littered with papers, of policemen standing about stiffly with expressions of conscious integrity, and a murmuring background of the heads and shoulders of spectators close behind her. " This frankness rather subdued Spurlock. "Constance is yet living. Why do women take to lies and deceit and trickery as naturally as a duck to water?” “You are not alluding, I hope, to Miss Pellissier?” Ennison said stiffly. The young lady with whom I was dining last night was Miss Anna Pellissier.
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