“Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse. “You are of the genus obstinate,” he said. "What is this?" she wanted to know. ” Courtlaw laughed hardly. We went our ways. ‘Ain’t my place, I know that. They are long gone. It would put the whole adventure on a broader and better footing; it seemed, indeed, almost the only possible way in which she might emerge from her rebellion with anything like success. The two aunts of these young ladies lived for many years in the dower house upon my estate in Hampshire. ’ Martha got up with a swish of her black habit. Perhaps you will meet him someday. Quite right. Bravo!—the best cly-faker of 'em all couldn't have done it better. Some of my schemes are already in hand.
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