She could hear the bell tinkle as the horse shook its head. She breathed deeply, and he breathed sympathetically. "Gracious Heaven!—is she the inmate of a mad-house?" "She is, Sir," answered the woollen-draper, sadly, "driven there by her son's misconduct. Once he had managed to stake his claim, she would have all to do to prove her identity and win it back. Nor my grandfathers both. She had thought that all Morningside Park householders came home before seven at the latest, as her father usually did. She struggled against it quite uselessly. "But you've done well to trust me. She was making it up. He was here shortly after the young man was taken ill. When a mere child she fixed her affections upon a youth named Thames Darrell, whom her father brought up, and who perished, it is supposed, about nine years ago; and she has determined to remain faithful to his memory. " "Who are they?" inquired Sheppard. "Then I advise you to look sharply after him, Mr. A fortnight passed, then a month. Almost light-heartedly.
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