"'Odd's-my-life!—what's that?" he cried, greatly alarmed. I thought that he was dead. A few days ago I saw him leave your house. Miss Moffatt, the history and moral instruction mistress, was particularly explicit upon this score, and they all agreed in indicating contempt and pity for girls whose minds ran on such matters, and who betrayed it in their conversation or dress or bearing. He swore when I tried to get it out with the ladle, and told me what it said. At six o'clock, the wicket was shut; and at nine, the jail was altogether locked up. “Dinner is served, m’m,” said the efficient parlor-maid in the archway, and the worst was over. All emotions laid hold of him, but none could he stay long enough to analyze it. She wrenched her head away from his grip and got her arm between his chest and hers. He pressed the long shapely hand warmly in his. I would that you were my own.
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