“We don’t pretend. On that night,—that fatal night,—Winifred crushed all the hopes that were rising in my heart. Either it was an unfortunate recovery of a trail, or he had followed her from Mayfair. He felt no pain from this cowardly kick. “Poor Lucy!” Cathy exclaimed as she rushed in the door, umbrella sheathed.
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