" "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. ’ She released the pistol which lay in her lap and gestured expressively with her hands. By now the horses would be rested and he might go as swiftly back again. 'He that woos a maid',— fol-de-rol—(hiccupping). “I came to London unexpectedly, and my friends could not take me in. ” He chuckled, wincing at the thought. She would never return to her father; that resolution was final.
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