“Mr. Guided by the glare of the forge, which threw a stream of ruddy light across the road, Jack soon found the place of which he was in search. McClintock did not exaggerate his ability to read faces. That same adventurousness that had already buoyed her through crises that would have overwhelmed any normally feminine girl with shame and horror now became uppermost again. For her mother to betray her seemed inevitable, but the betrayal seemed worse than her fate. ’ She drew a heavy breath. There followed a silence which endured several minutes; or, rather a tableau. Let alone a girl. I MUST. He noticed the two chairs close together. She took up one of her father’s novels and put it down again, fretted up to her own room for some work, sat on her bed and meditated upon the room that she was now really abandoning forever, and returned at length with a stocking to darn.
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