"Your father—poor imbecile!—believes we ran away
together. You may copy it, give it away or
re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included
with this eBook or online at www. See what crime does, Sir. He had thought it might
have that effect. Supposing that was it; at least, a solution to part of this
amazing riddle? Supposing her father had made her assist him in the care of the
derelicts solely to fill her with loathing and abhorrence for mankind?
"Didn't you despise the men your father brought home—the beachcombers?"
"No. . “You ought at once—you ought at once to have told
her that. ” She scoffed. And in those days, too, he
used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood
on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. If I had been your companion only, and not your
master, I might very well have been content to accept you for what you seem. She held it down with the poker, looking nervously over her shoulder.
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