Mrs. “You are really a good Samaritan,” she declared. It was rigged up for the occasion as it has been many a time before. " "Oh! let me die," groaned the widow. “Why—it’s—it’s you!” Amazement seemed to dry up the torrents of his speech. She is your sister, and God knows I wish her none. Lady Ferringhall listened, and her cheeks grew pale.
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