‘My dear boy, your loyalty is misplaced. Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. Spurling in alarm. "You have betrayed me," said he, in a deep whisper, to his companion; "but you shall reap the reward of your treachery. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. Had she too been flying from something and had accepted this method of escape? But what frying-pan could be equal to this fire? All this led him back to the original circle. A young man, who had been spending the last hour walking up and down on the opposite side of the way, came quickly over to her. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. She had resisted as long as she could; then she had stolen over. White.
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