“My dear Miss Stanley, when I talked to you the other afternoon of work and
politics and such-like things, my mind was all the time resenting it beyond
measure. “Nice sleeve,” she said,
and came to his hand and kissed it. But your face! What happened here just before I came?"
"Perhaps God wasn't quite sure that I could hold what I had, and wanted to try
me out. "
"It ought to be; it cost enough to get it here," said the Scot, ruefully. Young, not much older than she was: she was twenty and he was possibly
twenty-four. She knew the truth of it all right. What’s your name?” He asked
in return. They reluctantly went
back to school the Thursday after New Year’s Day. I will be as silent as the grave. “How did you find me?” She asked. I drew out what I had saved and
boarded the first ship out. One chance in a thousand, and that would be
the girl. The day comes when you shall regret how you have
spoken to me. She had very few clear
memories before a particular day in the library, when they
had finished one of her first reading lessons. I've a carriage within call shall convey you swiftly to town.
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