Their colloquy was ended abruptly by the apparition of Miss Klegg at the
further door. I have always been lonely. And like that gospel it meant something, something different from
its phrases, something elusive, and yet something that in spite of the superficial
incoherence of its phrasing, was largely essentially true. She had lost it. "What shall we do, Poll?" hesitated Edgeworth Bess. "
Trenchard took up a pen. It was not the arrival of the guests, but merely the
maid moving about in the hall. "All cannot be well, if this is
true. "
"I'd good reasons for placing it there, Sir; but don't question me about them now,
or you'll drive me mad," returned Mrs.
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