“I can’t imagine, Miss Pellissier,” Brendon said, leaning towards her, “whatever made you think of coming to stay if only for a week at a Montague Street boarding-house. To find the true father at the expense of the beautiful fairy tale Ruth had woven around the woman in the locket was an intolerable thought. ” “In Paris, I think,” Ennison answered. ‘Bring her to me and we shall see. You say I know nothing. Love is one thing and friendship quite another. I don’t think for a moment that he would recognize you. “You must come home to him at once,” said Miss Stanley. " As he said this, in a low and mournful, but firm voice, the tears gathered thickly in Winifred's dark eyelashes. The manager stared at the empty doorway for a space, shrugged, and returned to his ledgers.
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