“I’ve been thinking of you all night,” she answered. I am an independent sort of person,” she continued, “and I am engaged in
an attempt to earn my own living. The girl stood with her
hands behind her back, sulky, resolute, and intelligent, a strand of her black hair
over one eye and looking more than usually delicate-featured, and more than
ever like an obdurate child. Great sport, eh? To haul them back from the ragged edge. Trodger was lying in wait at the bottom of the narrow stairs. “MY DEAR MISS PELLISSIER,—
“To-morrow the six months will be up. “Will you come round to the hospital?” he asked. It would be useless to tell her to go back, even
heartless; and yet he could not advise her to go on, blindly, not knowing whether
her aunt was dead or alive. ”
Drummond shook his head in melancholy fashion.
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