” The tired woman sat still for a moment. " "Oh, that!" she said, with a deprecating gesture. “They have just taken this house from Lady Cellender. In the midst of the holy place, which he had formerly profaned, lay the body of his unfortunate mother, and he could not help looking upon her untimely end as the retributive vengeance of Heaven for the crime he had committed. “You are Sir John Ferringhall,” she repeated. "We have had a sad loss, my dear Winifred," he began,—"for I must use the privilege of an old friend, and address you by that familiar name,—we have had a sad loss in the death of your lamented parent, whose memory I shall for ever revere. " The woollen-draper made no answer, but hastily starting up, bolted the door. In the afternoon she had considered certain doubts very carefully, and decided on a more emphatic course of action. The face of the man who lay there was clearly visible. “I want to make love for the first time tonight.
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