That would be an unkind twist of fate. All alone; and nobody cared whether he lived or died. ‘But a spy I am not. Stanley, produced a portrait from its hiding-place in the jewel-drawer under the mirror. " Figg turned aside to hide the tears that started to his eyes,—for the stout prizefighter, with a man's courage, had a woman's heart,—and the procession again set forward. " And, followed by the young couple, who gazed wistfully at the poor sufferer, he hastily quitted the room, and locked the door after him. When he came to a certain sentence in Brendon’s letter he stopped short and looked up at her. She felt that she had passed a difficult corner, and that now she could go on talking with him again, just as she had been used to do before she understood what was the matter with her.
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