"You will find me tractable enough; and, with me by, your side you need fear neither constable nor watchman. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. Returning to Mrs Sindlesham’s chair, he held up the miniature so the face depicted there was turned towards the old lady. I daresay that is one of the names of the nuns in your convent. Only promise me this. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. A little smothered cry broke from her lips—the curtains were thrown aside and a man stepped out. Fame of any sort was folly and she knew better. When she finally did take her own lover, it was not with a member of the household staff. He hadn't followed this angle of thought in ten years: what he might have been, with a little shrewd selfishness.
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