“Is it any one you know?” Brendon asked. ‘It is seldom enough I am visited by anyone at all, let alone a personable young redcoat. Or shall I ask Colonel Anson for a few hints?” “For Heaven’s sake no,” she declared. Here was an appalling fact: all her previous loneliness had been trifling beside that which now encompassed her and would for years to come. A tall elegantly dressed woman, followed by a maid, came down the broad staircase. “So tell me what happened, all of it! I saw roses!” Shari exclaimed. Sheppard, with a laugh that cut the ears of those who listened to it like a razor,—"Do not despair! And who or what shall give me comfort when my son is gone? I have wept till my eyes are dry,—suffered till my heart is broken,—prayed till the voice of prayer is dumb,—and all of no avail. “Yes,” she said, “that is what we ought to do. His face fell.
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