And, though neither peace nor
innocence can be restored to my bosom; though tears cannot blot out my
offences, nor sorrow drown my shame; yet, knowing that my penitence is
sincere, I do not despair that my transgressions may be forgiven. I didn’t dream, not even in my wildest
dreaming, that—you might have any need of me. ”
Sir John breathed a long deep sigh. Wood," said she, in the deep, hoarse accents of
consumption; "and may God Almighty bless and reward you for your kindness!
You were always the best of masters to my poor husband; and now you've
proved the best of friends to his widow and orphan boy. “Pretend,” he said, “that all I have said hasn’t been said. Wood,
whose loss I shall ever deplore. "
"I'm sure I'm very sorry. "
"Be pleased, then, in future not to let your surprise find vent in words," rejoined
Jonathan, sternly. Annabel had spoken calmly enough and steadily, but his brain refused at first to
accept the full meaning of her words. You are
NOT going to that ball!”
Ann Veronica tried a less genial, more dignified note. I
wonder whether you would mind, Lady Ferringhall,” he went on, with a sudden
glance at her, “if I tell you that you yourself remind me a great deal more of what
she was like then, except of course that your complexion and colouring are
altogether different. I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I
saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you.
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