’
Mrs Sindlesham’s mouth dropped open. " So saying, he raised a whistle to his lips, and
blew a loud call; and, as this was unanswered, another still louder. Do I, Bess, eh?"
"Nobody whatever, love," replied Edgeworth Bess; "nobody but me, dear. Above her head
was an aura of white fire. She
came in now with an air of reserved solicitude. Her father’s step quickened to a trot. “It’s best,” he said, “to make it a good round sum. . "You are the son of Sir
Montacute Trenchard, of Ashton-Hall, near Manchester. "
"It wouldn't surprise me if he did," remarked Griffin. "
"Och! if he's a friend o' yours, my dear joy, there's no more to be said; and right
sorry am I, I struck him. ’
She dropped to her knees before her old nurse and hugged the workroughened hand with both her own, looking up into Martha’s face where slow
tears were tracing down her cheek. ”
She spotted a beer bottle and picked it up from the
ground. The Pursuit
425
XXV.
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