Her back had stiffened, and her hazel eyes looked steadfastly ahead. Ann Veronica could at the same time ask herself what this queer old gentleman could have meant by speaking to her, and know—know in general terms, at least—what that accosting signified. A time may come when this little chap will need my aid, and, depend upon it, he shall never want a friend in Owen Wood. "The key," replied the widow. I think you will find that his story will be believed, whatever I say; and in any case, if he is going to stay on here, I shall have to go away. They talked for the better part of an hour, and at last walked together to the junction of highroad and the bridle-path. In the old days he had been something of an athlete—a runner, an oarsman, and a crack at tennis.
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