” “That is why they hissed me, then?” “Of course. ” “Well, why not?” Lady Lescelles asked, smiling. I dare not reflect upon the effect that her son's fate,—if the efforts to save him are ineffectual,—may have upon her enfeebled frame, and still worse upon her mind. She has no proof—yet. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. "Forgive me—oh, forgive me!" "Forgive you—bless you!" she gasped. "He has quite the air of one.
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