He stood with his hands in his pockets looking at Miss Klegg’s back. “I am off to-night,” he said. And imprinting a kiss upon his mother's cold lips, he left the room. A fierce struggle ensued. ’ ‘He doesn’t sound like a desirable parti. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard. ” “Well?” “Sir John came to me—that you know—and you can guess what I told him. “If only Sir John were not Sir John I would ask you to come and have some supper. ” He stood before the door.
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