"
"There's some one in the garden at this moment," cried Jack; "I saw a face at the
window. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his
fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. The windows were small, and strongly
grated, looking, in front, on Kendrick Yard, and, at the back, upon the spacious
burial-ground of Saint Giles's Church. “Let’s go. Why should I
peep at it through smoked glass to see things that don’t affect me?” He smiled
his delight at his companion. ‘What did
you do with the portrait then? Not that I suppose it is much use any longer. Whatever she does is minimized. Her first impulse was to fly to the
window; and she was about to pass through it, at the risk of sharing the fate of
the unfortunate lady, when her arm was grasped by some one in the act of
ascending the ladder from without. “I am sick of it. “After all, why should he be surprised?” she remarked. ”
“Is my sister’s Christian name, then, of so much importance to you?” she asked
with a faint smile. I
needn't tell you to tread carefully. "Continue the
proceedings.
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