"Good-b'ye, Jack," said Figg, putting on his hat. How the deuce, though, am I going to account for her? People will be
asking questions when they see her; and if I tell the truth, they'll start to snubbing
her. But it is only fair to warn you that it isn’t
expected. Without realizing
what she has done, she's made a dreadful mess of it. Who was he to tread on her dreams? She had heroworshipped an unscrupulous adventurer, who had not hesitated to impose on her
youth and her ignorance. "You pledged yourself to Mr. He started a
dozen stories, but they all ended in the waste-basket. “Well?” she said. She had just this moment past told him that
Monsieur Valade came to her after the tragedy, to the convent, from where he
married her and brought her to England. ”
“I don’t understand. The echo of those kindly words seemed still to ring
in her ears. “No, John, you won’t understand.
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