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The servant appeared in a moment. "Order breakfast to be served here this morning," said Miss Harley, "for two, please." The maid withdrew. Gwin opened the window and looked out. "I am very sorry for Kitty," she said, after a pause. Elma did not reply. After a time she said slowly: "Did you see Miss Sherrard last night?" "I did; but it was useless. She won't retract her mandate."

"It's a precious odd story, and a doubtful story, and not at all the sort of story one likes one's girl to be any way mixed up with. For my part, I shall give them a very wide berth indeed in future; and there's no reason why Elma should ever knock up against them." "Who told you they were nobodies?" Mrs. Clifford inquired, drawing a wistful sigh.

She said she would give Elma what would be better than a fortune namely, a first-class education; and if, when her education was finished, she showed intelligence, and, above all, a good, sterling, moral character, she would do what she could to place her in life.

She seemed to see into his very soul. He knew she suspected him. He shuffled and temporized. "Well, everybody says so, you know," he answered, shrugging his shoulders carelessly. "And what everybody says MUST be true. ... Besides, if HE, didn't do it, who did, I wonder?" Elma pounced upon her opportunity with a woman's quickness.

Elma had a bad time, therefore, during all those long days, even before Guy returned to England. She knew his life hung by a slender thread, which Sir Gilbert Gildersleeve might cut short at any moment. But her anxiety was as nothing compared to Sir Gilbert's own.

And, look here, Maggie, you can go out with your young man on Sunday. I'll manage it I can. I will stay at home." "Oh, Miss Carrie, you don't mean it?" "Yes, I do. I'll manage it; but I'll do it only on a condition." "What is that miss?" "That you don't every ask me another question with regard to that letter, and that you never, never on any account breathe a word of it to Elma. If you do, why "

Our captors seemed quite well aware of all the circumstances of our escape from Kajana, and were consequently filled with chagrin that Elma, the person they so much desired to recapture, had slipped through their fingers.

Elma, this is enough to take all my senses away!" "Never mind, now, mother; we can talk it all over presently," said Elma. "Give me the money, Carrie, and let me go." Carrie handed her sister the little parcel without a word. Elma walked slowly out of the room. A moment later she found herself on the dusty road. She reached the top of the ugly street, and then paused to look around her.

As a palliative to her conscience, Elma suggested a farther village as the termination to the drive, directing the course with a thrill of guilty triumph at each fresh turning. "Ain't this dandy!" cried Cornelia, preening her little head, and showing her white teeth in a smile of delight. "This England of yours is just a 'cute little garden, with the roads rolled out like gravel paths.

She should be shut up in a cage at home like a dangerous animal, and prevented from spying out the inmost history of families. A little later, Elma had twenty minutes' talk with Cyril alone. It was in the tea-room behind, where the light refreshments were laid out before supper. She spoke low and seriously.