Do you recall the night she showed you the face in the locket? Do you remember how she said—'If only my mother had lived'? Did you ever see anything more tender or beautiful?" "I remember. ” She nodded. Later, at the bottom of that envelope I found a letter. He did not look up, so he did not know that in her other hand she held a glass of wine. The first time, I overlooked the offence; but the second time, when I had planned to break open the house of his master, the fellow who visited you to-night,—Wood, the carpenter of Wych Street,—he betrayed me. They began the evening like usual, driving down highways and byways. All the world before you, all the ologies. Slowly Prudence Sindlesham nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his face.
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