There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed. " "But, Mr. " Prudence felt the hands stiffen oddly; and again the thought came to her that perhaps this poor child's father had once been, perhaps still was, in the same category as this Taber. Her eyes were perhaps a little brighter than usual, the firelight played about her hair, there seemed to him to be a sudden softening of the straight firm mouth. He’s got flowers. If only monsieur le baron had said nothing, or perhaps instead accepted the couple as the Valades and agreed to help them.
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