The sun was all but gone now, the horizon a deep shade of purple. “Didn’t you know he was married?” asked Miss Klegg, and was struck by a thought that made her glance quickly at her companion. ” “Dear me,” Anna laughed, “how unfortunate! What ought I to do? Should I be forgiven, do you think, if I were to go and hold that skein of wool for the old lady in the yellow cap?” “Don’t speak of her irreverently,” Brendon said, in an awed whisper. “I looked for you on the way home from The Big Apple, where were you?” Lucy smiled. " "It is too late," returned Jack, sullenly; "I can't be honest if I would.
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