. She had felt deserving of the punishment, as he had been mainly concerned that she would be killed by accidentally falling into the pit, but it was a terrible insult. She went up-stairs and hesitated between four doors with ground-glass panes, each of which professed “The Women’s Bond of Freedom” in neat black letters. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. ’ ‘Can’t say as I’m sorry to hear you say that, missie,’ confessed the sergeant, on a relieved note, as he locked the front door of the mansion and pocketed the key. “Slavery! Downtroddenness! When I think of it I feel all over boot marks— men’s boots. But she did not in the least want to do that. At least, I hope so for his sake as well as my own," he added, mentally. The contest was now carried on between Rowland and Darrell. A medley of motives warred in her, and it was certainly not one of the least of these that she knew herself to be passionately in love with Capes; at moments she had a giddy intimation that he was beginning to feel keenly interested in her.
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