It was the girl. ” Anna shook hands with Brendon—a young man also, but older and more selfpossessed than Sydney Courtlaw. Her hair was gathered up behind, in a sort of pad, according to the then prevailing mode; and she wore a muslin cap, and pinners with crow-foot edging. ‘Parbleu, I hope that I do not have many more times to come in this way to the house,’ she muttered fretfully. " "That boy'll never rest till he finds his vay to Bridewell," observed Sharples. Anna never knew whither it had led her— sometimes she had fears. In the genuinely dissipated face there was always a suggestion of slyness in ambush, peeping out of the wrinkles around the eyes and the lips.
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