“There was a man called Montague Hill,” she said hoarsely, “but he is dead. With his
gimblet he contrived to bore a number of holes so close together that at last one
end of the bar, being completely pierced through, yielded; and pursuing the same
with the other extremity, it fell out altogether. "When you are stronger we'll go up to the cutwater and watch them from there. Anna, quitting her
chair, dropped on her knees by her sister’s side and took her hand. At every step he
seemed to be haunted by the ghost of the past. “Now I suppose Brendon understands exactly what you mean,” he remarked. ”
He shook his head. You are not unlike Pandora. ”
Hill looked up at him, an unkempt, rough-looking object, with broken collar,
tumbled hair, and the blood slowly dripping from his face. Suddenly, she heard the crunch of new feet on the
gravel. ”
“Then why,” Anna asked quietly, “do you run away? It is not like you. "
"Order those who choose to obey you," rejoined the lady scornfully. She carried herself well, whereas her brother slouched, and there
was a certain aristocratic dignity about her that she had acquired through her
long engagement to a curate of family, a scion of the Wiltshire Edmondshaws. What was the objection?
She found it impossible to look her own diffidence in the face.
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