Sheppard, pressing her hand to her temples. "Don't scourge me," she cried, trying to hide herself in the farthest corner of the
cell. ”
“Yet you are very young. “Don’t you know?”
“Oh! I know—”
“Well—” Her face was an unaccustomed pink. It was bad luck to go to
Canongate. Supposing I made up my mind to marry some one of good enough family, but
who was in a somewhat doubtful position, concerning whose antecedents, in fact
there was a certain amount of scandal. ‘You make a game with me, I think. She clenched her hands together and
leaned forward in her chair, gazing steadily into the fire. "It is", seplied Winifred; "have you brought any tidings of Thames Darrell!"
"Troth have I!" replied Terence: "but, bless your angilic face, how did you
contrive to guess that?"
"Is he well?—is he safe?—is he coming back," cried the little girl, disregarding
the question. Not
even for Ruth could he do such a beastly thing.
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