“I am sorry for the way I acted, Lucy. CHAPTER X. "I don't know; I really don't know. Jack had no sooner taken his place in the cart, than he was followed by the ordinary, who seated himself beside him, and, opening the book of prayer, began to read aloud. She was not afraid exactly, but there was that about her loneliness to-night she distrusted. Presently he felt motion. The blinds were all drawn, the sunlight kept out, one could not tell what colors these gray swathings hid. "Most persons would have guessed my meaning. “We can be alone?” She inquired. I’m a little tired. Fifteen from forty is twenty-five. She looked more than her sixty odd years, in spite of a still lush head of black hair, streaked with a little grey, which was visible under her cap and of immediate interest to Gerald.
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