" "I hope they are, Sir," answered Mrs. ” And then ahead of her she saw the radiant and welcoming figure of Manning. I’ve been waiting all my life to get out of this town. Do not believe it, Madam. But I mean to have them. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours. It was rude and disrespectful to raise her eyes to him, her mother had warned. ” “Yes, but you forget; how am I to live?” “Easily. The reddish-haired young man contributed allusions to the Hegelian philosophy that momentarily confused the discussion. But you must tell her. The postilion obeyed, and dashed off as hard as his horses could gallop along the beautiful road leading to Neasdon and Willesden, just as the serving-men made their appearance.
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