He felt her warm
breath upon his cheek, the perfume of her hair as she leaned over him. All the money he earned—serving McClintock and the muse—could be
laid away. She thought
of her aunt and that purse that was dropped on the table, and of many
troublesome and ill-requited kindnesses; she thought of the help of the Widgetts,
of Teddy’s admiration; she thought, with a new-born charity, of her father, of
Manning’s conscientious unselfishness, of Miss Miniver’s devotion. The summer arrived, speeding the
Plague and with it the famine in the streets. They stood for a moment in
the passage and listened. "
"Ship her back to her father"—sagely. "Who is it?"
"He didn't give his name, Sir," replied the maid; "but he's a young gentleman. ‘I can’t help but be sure,’ he returned shortly.
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