A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. "Where is my mother?" he added, regarding the knight with a searching glance. May I ask the
nature of your interest in her?”
He hesitated. “I’m sorry! Mary! Are you hurt?”
“No. “I do not know. “I had thought to go on to Kandersteg,” said Capes, “but this is a pleasant
place. He dug about in his mind for a term to fit her, and he came upon
the word new. You are yet a child; and though
you have strayed from the right path, a stronger hand than your own has led you
thence. But that brought Mrs. "Where are you going?" she asked. Have you anything to ask me?”
Ann Veronica readjusted her mind hastily. Forgetting her occupation
in her anger, she left off bathing Darrell's wrist; and, squeezing his arm so tightly
that the boy winced with pain, she clapped her right hand upon her hip, and
turned, with flashing eyes and an inflamed countenance, towards her crest-fallen
spouse. He told her something about
music, the great world outside.
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