Chapter XXI HER SISTER’S SECRET “I think,” Lady Ferringhall said, “that you are talking very foolishly. If only sometimes he would grow angry at her, impatient! But his tender courtesy was unfailing; and under this would be the abiding bitterness of having mistaken gratitude for love. Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. " As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly in Winifred's dark eyelashes. "Your master wants a few table-spoons, child," said Mrs. I swear to you, solemnly swear to you, I will save your son's life, nay more, will befriend him, will place him out of the reach of his enemies, if you consent to become my wife. On the appearance of the thief-taker, Mrs. Not the most stringent search, conducted all morning, turned up one solitary sheet.
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