Manning came into her thoughts
again, an unexpected, tall, dark, self-contained presence at the Fadden. Nothing but the
publicity of the place and the recollection of that terrible constituency kept him
from attempting some perfectly respectful but unmistakable evidence of his
sympathy. But
Jonathan, fixing a terrible look upon him, cried. If she returns to the house from which we took her, her
companions will laugh at her and smother her with ridicule. It is picturesquely situated beneath a tree on the high
road, not far from the little hostel before mentioned, and at no great distance
from the church. Distress like hers might palliate far greater offences than she ever
committed.
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