Many a black veil hid a high-born dame, and the religious habit was no protection. "Yes!" interrupted Spurlock, savagely. ” “And I,” Ennison said, holding her fingers tightly, and forcing her to look into his eyes, “I will tell you what I have wished for you when we meet six months from to-day. “Why can’t you tell people that you are what you are? Why all the secrecy?” She looked beyond the farmhouse. "To—to—no matter what," returned the widow distractedly. Her companion was a portly handsome man, also dressed in a full suit of the deepest mourning, with the finest of lace at his bosom and wrists, and a sword in a black sheath by his side.
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