I am suspected of having shot the man. ” “Well, why not?” Lady Lescelles asked, smiling. ” “I can’t work. “Nor am I going to,” she answered, smiling. It’s a sort of home-leaving instinct. He had made himself master of the layout of the house, that was plain. " "Would you like to have me read to you?" He did not answer. Spare him!—pity me!" With this she arose, and, taking up the infant, was about to proceed down stairs, when she was alarmed by hearing the street-door opened, and the sound of heavy footsteps entering the house. “Perhaps that is only sleeping,” he said. “If you think it worth while,” she answered doubtfully. The next hour makes, or mars you for ever. He came as an agreeable diversion from an insoluble perplexity. .
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