This was no night for the indulgence of dreamy musing. Somebody to depend upon her; somebody to have need of her, if only for a little while. It was partly to pay a grudge he had against father. ‘Ha!’ uttered Captain Roding triumphantly. She was only a few yards from the door, but lacked the courage to rise and fly. " "Oh. “MY DEAR DAUGHTER,” it ran,—“Here, on the verge of the season of forgiveness I hold out a last hand to you in the hope of a reconciliation.
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