" "Norris!" gasped Lady Trafford, trembling violently. ” She felt, with a sudden horror, that she might weep. But his role was altered, and he was now playing the bridegroom in this remarkable drama. The crowner's 'quest sat on her yesterday—and if she hadn't been proved out of her mind, she would have been buried at four lane-ends. “I had lunch very late to-day, and I did not get home in time for dinner. Pottiswick’s daughter found her tongue. “Then I don’t take this as final. Before he could return, Jack had made good his retreat; and, wandering about the lanes and hedges, kept out of sight as much as possible. Would you stand by me—and her?” “My dear Nigel!” she exclaimed.
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