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Farnaby's last moments had kindled, in his just and generous nature, a burning sense of the wrong inflicted on the poor heart-broken creature who had trusted and loved him. The unendurable thought that the wretch who had tortured her, robbed her, and driven her to her death had escaped with impunity, literally haunted him night and day. Eager to provide for Sally's future, he had followed Mrs.
So he escaped. As he opened the door, he looked back, and kissed his hand. Regina raised her head for a moment, and smiled charmingly. She was hard at work again over her embroidery. The door of Mrs. Farnaby's ground-floor room, at the back of the house, was partially open. She was on the watch for Amelius. "Come in!" she cried, the moment he appeared in the hall.
Morcross's report to Amelius, towards the close of the investigation, was little more than ingenious guess-work. "It seems pretty clear, sir, in the first place, that Mother Sowler must have overtaken Wall-Eyes, after he had left the letter at Mrs. Farnaby's lodgings. The evidence concerning the bank-notes proves this.
Farnaby's child or mine, does it?" She had ended with a question, but she seemed to want no answer to it. Her face was turned towards the cab-window, instead of towards Amelius. He was one of those rare people who are capable of remaining silent when they have nothing to say. Mrs. Farnaby went on. "My niece Regina is a good creature in her way; but she suspects people.
What does my long-suffering friend think of it waiting all the time to be presented to Mr. Farnaby's niece? Everything in its place, Rufus. The niece followed the politics, at the time; and she shall follow them now. You shall hear first what my next neighbour said of her a quaint old fellow, a retired doctor, if I remember correctly.
Phoebe picked a last oyster out of its shell, and kept her eyes modestly fixed on her plate. Observing that the second glass of gin-and-water was fast becoming empty, Jervy risked the first advances, on his way to Mrs. Sowler's confidence. "About that debt of Farnaby's?" he began. "Is it a debt of long standing?" Mrs. Sowler was on her guard. In other words, Mrs.
"If that woman was an American citizen," Rufus reflected, on his way through the streets, "she'd be the first female President of the United States!" His admiration of Mrs. Farnaby's energy and resolution, expressed in these strong terms, acknowledged but one limit. Highly as he approved of her, there was nevertheless an unfathomable something in the woman's eyes that disturbed and daunted him.
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