. An admirable alternative presented itself and she sighed, spreading her hands. " And, as if to make the moral more obvious, a dirty pack of cards was scattered, underneath, upon the sawdust. ‘Yes, I know. In the twilight he had ceased to be a person one could tackle and shame; he had become something more general, a something that crawled and sneaked toward her and would not let her alone. I've watched this lad—this Sheppard—from infancy; and, though I have apparently concerned myself little about him, I have never lost sight of my purpose. Behind them stalked Blueskin, enveloped in a rough great-coat, called—appropriately enough in this instance,—a wrap-rascal. She had suddenly become as the jewels of the Madonna, as the idol's eye, infinitely beyond his reach, sacred. "Ah!" exclaimed Lady Trafford, exerting all her strength.
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