A fortnight passed, then a month. " "And now, father, your blessing—your consent!" cried Thames. ‘Some ineligible that your parents would not tolerate, I suppose. I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. The easel and palette having been packed up, and the canvass carefully removed by Austin, the party took leave of the prisoner, who was so much abstracted that he scarcely noticed their departure. ‘You heard Gosse—I mean, the man you know as Valade?’ ‘Clear as day, miss,’ he uttered.
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