” He left her where she was, crying in the doorway. Anyhow he confessed that he was a fraud. He remained talking with her however. And as for not knowing me, you abominable little liar, you’re perfectly aware that we met at Remenham House. This lover of yours—” “He doesn’t know!” cried Ann Veronica. Her elbows were ready. The owner was at the door unhooking a few articles of wearing apparel which he had exposed outside for sale. Only your horror of a grandfather insisted on coming with me, so I had to wait for him to be ready and travel at his pace. After debating with himself whether he should further seek an interview, which, though, now in his power, was so sedulously shunned by the other party, he decided in the negative; and contenting himself with writing upon a slip of paper the hasty words,—"You are known by the villagers,—be upon your guard,"—he gave it to the ostler, with instructions to deliver it instantly to the owner of the horse he pointed out, and pursued his course. Her eyes were lit with smouldering passion.
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