You must be
misinformed, Mr. Her mind went on generalizing. "Mr. Can’t face a
scandal. Now, it
was a wilderness of weeds. “I don’t know much
about the technique of music,” he said at last, with his eyes upon her. “I just wanted you to see that the
time will come when I must leave you, and the time is
coming soon. You will be wearing your travelling dress, and no doubt
you would prefer it. I'm not quite such a
greenhorn as Shotbolt, Jack, whatever you may think. Wood, now more buxom and more gorgeously arrayed
than ever,—as well as a young and beautiful female, in whom he was at no loss
to recognise the carpenter's daughter. Dead or alive, I'll have him. She would have to leave
very soon. Thank you for walking me home the
other day. And, when I have seen him pining away
before my eyes, getting thinner and thinner every day, I have sometimes thought
my prayers were heard. Fearful that she had given herself away, she
sank back down onto her stool.
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