"Where am I?" she cried, passing her hand across her brow. His eyes were
fixed upon her face, but he opened his lips twice before he spoke. I was always told my mother died the
day I was born. “You ARE a female thing at bottom,” he admitted. ”
“There will be some coffee and music in the drawing-room in a few minutes,”
Mrs. "
"I ought to add," continued Winifred, "that one of her shoes was picked up in the
garden, and that prints of her feet were discovered along the soft mould; whether
made in flying from any one, or from rushing forth in distracted terror, it is
impossible to say. . I know who hits
hardest. Let’s go up to my room. The crowning aspect of the incident, for her mind, was
the discovery that he and her indiscretion with him no longer mattered very
much. It was fortunate that by this time Winifred had so far
recovered, as to be able to afford her father the best and only solace that, under
the circumstances, he could have received,—her personal attentions.
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