"Mother!" she echoed,—"mother! why do you call me by that name?" "Because you are my mother. “Really, Sir John,” she said, “I don’t know how to thank you. To-day is for the sights; the other three days—lessons. I have the right also to throw you out. ” Sydney Courtlaw followed his timid knock. " "No; it is only—what shall I say?—troubled. She mentally resolved to do her best to avoid personal encounters with him in that instant. Crossing several fields, newly mown, or filled with lines of tedded hay, she arrived, not without great exertion, at the summit of a hill. " Spurlock grew limp in his chair.
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