A little smothered cry broke from her lips—the curtains were thrown aside and a man stepped out. Was it ruined?’ ‘But yes, it was entirely ruined. She sighed with relief. "He left Dollis Hill at ten o'clock on that night, and has not since returned. She then dried her eyes, and laying her child gently upon the floor, knelt down beside him. David Courtlaw—Sir John Ferringhall. Surely she could ignore him. ” “But, my dear Peter!” said Miss Stanley.
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