"What has put it into your head that your son yet lives?" he asked. ” He left the room, and she stood motionless, with flaming cheeks, listening to his retreating footsteps. And the fact that it was dressed in riding gear had fooled her into thinking it was her own image. My mother, I'm sure, didn't intend to hurt your feelings. ’ ‘And do not say you made a mull. She gloried in it: he needed her. ” Part 9 She was sitting brooding over her fire about ten o’clock that night when a sealed and registered envelope was brought up to her. CHAPTER XV. I can’t do it even decently myself, and I dare not run the risk of ruining all my clothes.
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