’ ‘She again?’ enquired his hostess, her delicate brows rising ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. She had asked about that already, and her father had replied, evasively: “We’ll have to see about that, little Vee; we’ll have to see about that. Let the law put its hand on his shoulder—if it could! But at present he was at liberty, and he purposed to remain in that state. He learnt that his sister was privately married—the name or rank of her husband could not be ascertained—and living in retirement in an obscure dwelling in the Borough, where she had given birth to a son. He said nothing, even though it was not raining. And like that gospel it meant something, something different from its phrases, something elusive, and yet something that in spite of the superficial incoherence of its phrasing, was largely essentially true.
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