If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. It tore her apart. Keeping to the shadow of the house, he crept forward until he could see better without, he hoped, being seen. You are necessary to me. She had not noticed such beauty in many years, and it almost caused her to weep. Yes, yes; that was all very well in ordinary cases; but yonder was a soul in travail, if ever she had seen one. After quarter of an hour, she followed. But if he speaks—I fear what he may tell. A sarcastic smile seemed to play upon the chief-taker's lips; and abashed at his own irresolution, the lad went on. There had been fusses and scenes dimly apprehended through half-open doors. Her eyes followed him.
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