But I am not worthy to be any man's wife —far less his wife. ‘I live in Kent. When you've admitted him, steal into the room, hide yourself, and don't move till I utter the words, 'You've a long journey before you. CHAPTER XVIII. To a woman she might have confided; but to this man, kindly as he was, it was unthinkable. "What did you do?" he asked, in a broken voice. To begin with, he struck her as being the most variable person she had ever encountered. A cat came and rubbed herself against him as he entered the house, and seemed by her mewing to ask him for food. Aware that he should incur the thief-taker's bitterest animosity by what he had done, the watchman, whose wrath against Quilt Arnold had evaporated during the walk, thought it more prudent not to hazard a meeting with his master, till the storm had, in some measure, blown over. By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the morning was risen. It is not at all what I expected either. The girl regarded him with the face of a Sphinx. I wrenched this off, and in an envelope addressed to me in faded ink, I found the locket and the pearls. Sheila’s boys hadn’t been much help when they were around the house, anyway, they were more partial to lolling around on couches and running around with their girls.
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