“You will write to me, I am sure—and from the date of your letter I trust most earnestly that I may come back to my old place as “Your devoted friend, “WALTER BRENDON. They’ll know. Nevertheless she withdrew her hand. It was only a few months ago that I told you you must come to London, and you only laughed at me. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. . "Do you think I'm afeard of a beggarly thief-taker and his myrmidons? Not I. I love the soles of your feet. ” Brendon rose and came towards her with outstretched hand. She sat perfectly still, however.
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