Gazing into each other's eyes with new-found rapture, neither observed the sudden appearance in the doorway of an elderly woman in travel-stained linen. "Right!—right!" cried Jack, striking his fettered hands against his breast. She went on her way now no longer dreaming and appreciative, but disturbed and unwillingly observant behind her mask of serene contentment. There was a strip of old rose brocade in the making that set an ache in the girl's heart for the want of it. You owe what I have done for you, to him, not to me. I have been imaging—” “Mr.
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