” “I promise. "You are the son of Sir Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. To Ruth the thought of Hartford no longer projected upon her vision a city of spires and houses and tree-lined streets. Ann Veronica felt suddenly an effect of tremendous pathos; she would have given anything to have been able to frame and make some appeal, some utterance that should bridge this bottomless chasm that had opened between her and her father, and she could find nothing whatever to say that was in the least sincere and appealing. "And you will answer it frankly?" "Certainly. " The desperate eagerness to go with him—and she dared not voice it! She watched him until McClintock joined him and the two made off toward the south. I take it, down where we're going will be nothing new to you.
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