’ It was the Press who
forced the identity upon me. His face darkened. I proceeded to Manchester, to investigate the matter
further, and when there ascertained, beyond a doubt, that you were the eldest
daughter of Sir Montacute Trenchard. ‘Hilary is a darling. ”
Anna stood up. “I wonder,” she began, presently, “why I love you—and love you so much?. “I’m sorry! Mary! Are you hurt?”
“No. Now you can understand why I have been obliged to——”
“Yes, yes, I understand that,” Courtlaw interrupted. Why had he glanced up—quite in that way?. ‘It is seldom enough I am visited by anyone at all, let alone a
personable young redcoat. She drew in a deep breath of
the sweet mountain air. How much Mary knew is a mystery. ”
Again that curious smile which puzzled him so much parted her lips for a
moment.
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