” “I may come a little way, then?” he begged. No one had lived here since old man Remenham had died some eighteen months ago, for the heir, so it was rumoured, was a relative with property of his own. " "My courage gave out. ” She nodded. ’ ‘Don’t count on it. You must forgive the poet’s license I take. He had never wanted daughters. But he held the smile until she turned away from the curtain. Then she sat down—uninvited— and looked from one to the other curiously. The father, granite; the daughter, fire: Spurlock saw the one and heard the other, his amazement indescribable. They seemed to her that morning to be all armed with nets and prepared to throw them over her directly her movements became in any manner truly free. The faithful fellow will never leave me. "I am here, you see," said the smith. C.
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