In vain did the woollendraper offer to set him free if he would restore the stolen article, or give up his associate, to whom it was supposed he might have handed it. " "Well," said Sister Prudence, "remember, I tried to save you some future heartaches. "Choose, Jack. My, um, my curfew. " Sir Rowland caught at a chair for support, and passed his hand across his brow, on which the damp had gathered thickly. But why this part of the plan now seemed to her quite unattractive was a question she did not care to examine too closely. And yet, often when alone, he wondered: had McClintock been wrong, or had she ceased to care in that way? The possibility that she no longer cared should have filled him with unalloyed happiness, whereas it depressed him, cut the natural vanity of youth into shreds and tatters. ” “You want to be free and so forth, yes.
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