A neat tale, giving little away. Soon the trunk, portmanteau and hat box were ready. “I was already aware of the fact. Then she reverted to the trousers. ‘Difficult, I grant you. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate. “I—I didn’t love the man I was engaged to,” she said. If only she had thought to plunge the scissors into her own heart! Hoddy … to return and find her either gone or dead! But even as the Wastrel's arms gathered her, there came the sound of hurrying steps on the veranda.
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