"Nor any one else, I suspect," answered Ireton, winking significantly. She made a curious movement toward her niece, then suddenly, convulsively, she dabbed down something lumpy on the table and turned to follow her brother. My thanks, by the by. "Sir Rowland must be gone. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps.
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