“For nothing, do you call it?” he declared. When the doctor came in—he had just finished his breakfast—O'Higgins rose and presented his card. She took a deep breath. His anger gave way to grim humour and he thrust towards them, leaning heavily on his cane. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. Standing before a mirror set on a dresser between the windows, two hands frozen in the act of adjusting a wide-brimmed hat on her head, stood a lady in a dark riding habit, her startled features turned towards the door. ‘I thought, you see, that we might as well enter by the same way our intruder had done. '" "Let me see," cried Jack, snatching the paper, and eagerly perusing the advertisement. “You will be so late. This was followed by heavy footsteps, and in another moment the dining-room door was flung open. ‘The whole town is talking. " O'Higgins tore free the scarlet band of his perfecto, the end of which he bit off with strong white teeth, and smiled.
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