” He held out his hand obediently. “I hope you will not compel me to say again that I do not know the man’s name, nor, to the best of my belief, have I ever seen him before in my life. The same look she had often seen in the eyes of the drunken beachcombers her father had brought home, and it had not filled her with horror. He was plainly attired in a riding-dress and boots of the period, and wore a hanger by his side. D. Drink this!” He poured out a glass of wine with a firm hand, and held it to her lips. How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her.
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