As Austin rose to execute his principal's commands, and usher the women to the gate, Mrs. “You see,” he said, “it is doubtful if we can ever marry. "I know not—and care not," replied Jack. The uncanny directness of those gray eyes, the absence of diffidence, the beauty of the face in profile (full, it seemed a little too broad to make for perfect beauty), the mellow voice that came full and free, without hesitance, all combined to mark her as the most unusual young woman he had ever met. “You are very kind to think of it,” she said, “but—don’t you think perhaps—that I had better not?” He smiled indulgently. He was ready to seed his legacy, and you were a pawn to be moved out of the way.
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