“I am a fool,” he said. ‘Your niece, ma’am. “Just the box only. “You were really at Moulton House,” she exclaimed penitently. The watcher's intake of breath was sibilant. You will never be happy with this hanging over you. " There was a roaring in her ears like that of angry waters. Before he could draw in the rein, his steed—startled apparently by some object undistinguishable by the rider,—swerved with such suddenness as to unseat him, and precipitate him on the ground. Chapter XXII AN OLD FOOL Lady Ferringhall made room for him on the sofa by her side.
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