It was Ennison, who loomed up through the shadows. “What were you trying to do?” Lucy asked. At Christmas he gave her a set of a small edition of Meredith’s novels, very prettily bound in flexible leather, being guided in the choice of an author, as he intimated, rather by her preferences than his own. He had said so. " "Give me an acquittance," said Trenchard. good at that. ‘Then it is that you will have pity? Here we have come, we poor, for aid. When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff. Spare me yet a little while, Father! not for my own sake, but for the sake of this poor babe. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts.
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