If he laid his own suspicions boldly before the girl, and in the end the boy came clean, he would always be haunted by the witless cruelty of the act. But she found an unknown lady’s discarded garments, and selected some of those that she tried on, sending Kimble off down the secret passage to load them onto the horse she had borrowed—unbeknownst to its owner—from Father Saint-Simon. It was an unspoken curfew in the Beck house on week nights. “Yes, I remember you now. There was no sense in creating further difficulties for herself by arguing with the sergeant over her identity. Bullding repeated, rather struck with the phrase.
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