The slack of her ridinghabit and full under-petticoats was gathered into her left hand, and her booted ankles were visible as she held the skirts well out of her way. She was given a glimpse of his soul. Feel for the lock, and prize it open,—you don't need to be told how. "One whom you may perhaps have forgotten," replied the stranger, "but who can never forget the kindness he experienced at your hands, or at those of your excellent husband. You may copy it, give it away or re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included with this eBook or online at www.
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